C’Mon Wit Da Git Down (Remix)
Title | C’Mon Wit Da Git Down (Remix) |
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Artist | Artifacts |
Album | Between a Rock and a Hard Place |
Release Date | 1994-10-25 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1: Tame One] I transmit The fatness over wackness with my Campbell blunts and matches Other rappers try to catch us, but I roast ‘em up for practice So act like you knew, or you’ll be through in your division. I’ve been Waiting and watching for you to fuck up your position. Man Listen. Isn’t this some shit for niggas asses? Like when I flip the script, pause, and flick my Philly ashes—yup That’s the status of the rappers with the cabbage. Other Crews can act savage, but they all fall below average My headnaps is massive, and I’m Evil like Knievel, and I’m Diesel for the sequel, I’ma freak it for my people So Gods like the cause, represent One Love like Nas, see, ‘cause Rap is my job, Tame the Terror drops the bomb on the Move-fakers, now I’m stable, making papers. Ain’t gon’ Be no motherfuckers stealing bread from off my table if I’m able To feed those who need, then proceed, but for Those out for greed, take heed and get these [Hook: Busta Rhymes] I said C’mon wit da c’mon, git down with da git down Wit da c’mon, wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down with da git down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound [Verse 2: El Da Sensei] ‘Cause this boom bap rapper annihilates the next Ordinary get vexed, my commentary’s best Fools who don’t know the rules be left in my dust Become bust from what I bust, niggas figure I lust For fame. I’m never lame, true to the game, I’m needing Brothers to be more conscious, or this rap shit we’ll be leaving. Breathing Vocab so bad, the lyrical nomad, my son You call me dad when I flipped and ripped your notepad Drag brothers who lack, I snap with my position. Who be that? Yo, listen. Artifact might that be dissing, so Enter the demented thoughts of the inventor Contenders, remember I’ll do you in—surrender You hear my sound using verbs and some pronouns Remix bound, so, yo, c’mon wit da git down [Hook: Busta Rhymes] I said C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon, c’mon, git down wit da git down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon wit c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound You might also like[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] HAH! I continue To deliver flows, HAH! Busta Rhymes Bringing body blows, HAH! Yes, when I gets Busy down at my shows, YAH, YAH, got ya breathing Hard through your nose, HAH! Watch me drop you In your face with more lyrics. I love to git down, but Stay away from me with them mad spirits. You better believe You’re fucking with the pros, HAH! Strike a pose Got your body froze, HAH! Hey, sit back Relax and max with the Artifacts, never faking jacks, black Vocals bleeding through the entire multitrack. Forever I strive to leave stains on brains. In the process We gradually progress, add fuel to the flames, UH! This ain’t no games, UH! Artifacts and Busta Rhymes Are the only ones to blame, UH! We bust your frame! Put that on my name! Rrrrah, rrrrah!! Flowing just Like water—watch out for the hydroplane! And as-ah I just Control the ground, you better believe we break it down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down when Busta bust down [Hook: Busta Rhymes] C’mon wit da c’mon, git down when Busta bust down C’mon wit da c’mon, Artifacts got the new sound C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down No need to frown, c’mon wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down Artifacts and Busta Rhymes got the new sound C’mon, man, git down Wit da c’mon, c’mon wit da git down Yes, Buckwild git down Artifacts, Busta Rhymes git down HAH! C’mon, git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down C’mon wit da c’mon, git down wit da git down |