Here I go back in your face
Comin at you with some sweet shit that you can taste
So check me out drown your doubt
If you’re feeling what I’m givin let me hear you shout (Hey)
That’s what I’m talkin about
Got the whole crowd kicked up from inside out
In other words I just slaughtered the mic
And you can blame the holy water cause it got me high (for real!)
I’m a professional so it’s best to confess
I’m untestable people say that I’m out of control
Cause I’m so abstract when it comes to my flow (my flow)
I’m hotter than a space heater
Give the world scholer fever just to make em all believers (all believers)
Call me a face you can trust
If you ever need a crazy native ready to bust.

[Chorus]
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….

Breathe, tell me how you feel
You lookin winded I suggest you chill (ch- ch- chill)
Get out the game if you cant keep up
Just because you think the underground place to rough (to rough)
I been doin this
Native funk so I ain’t new to this
I’m an old school cat but I’m
Young at heart with a brand new axe (chop chop)
Just enough to do what I do
When its time to clear a path to make some room (man look out!)
Push a bitch boy straight to the back
It’s obvious that a good time is what they lack
Abusive cause they mind is closed
It’s like they all got infected by a haters cold
Put em in they place for real
And if they make a fuckin move then you know the drill

[Chorus]
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….

Bare knuckle, give it all you got
Pop a blood sucka if he munchin on you knot (Bitch)
Get down like you suppose to do
And grab the world by the balls and try to pop them too
Let em know who they fuckin with 
A drunk slash weed head lunatic
King of the mountains so I’m wearin a crown
Head huntin through my life and I ain’t fuckin around

[Chorus]
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….
Get Down …. Lay Low ….