Get Down - Intellectual

[Intro: Dok II]

Hoo-ooh

[Chorus: Dok II]

Picture me rollin' all through the city

Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping

Clean out my job, now they know who I am

I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)

Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Picture me rollin'

[Verse 1: Poetik/Dok II]

Switch your opinion, I got some

Matter of fact, got plenty of them

Sometimes murder some and that's life

We done sell, rap to sell that white

What I recite, just what's in front of me

I thank the Lord for what he's done for me

Like allowin' me to get by on CDs

And tellin' the punk police to see these

[?]

That's all on my mouth on the mountain top

This Poly rap game's a meltin' pot

Some sip it down but they really not

They just hash-taggin' us, thinkin' that for puttin' in work, they own the block

Apia, Samoa's where I'm from

Where we don't play, man, we get shit done

What might do shade 'cause you might lose one of your loved ones, it's cold out here

But you ain't seen shit so bite your tongue

Traumatized by my tattoo tears

Vital Status, uce, that's for life

But you ain't heard of a dangerous crew

Six-eighty-five, I'm a thief in the night

Want beef on the mic, take teeth [?] life

I'm the one they say would never make it

But now I'm shinin', you fakes are hatin' (yeahhh)

I ain't trippin', I'm sippin', smokin'

Vailima time, bitch, picture me rollin'

[Chorus: Dok II]

Picture me rollin' all through the city

Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping (yeahhh)

Clean out my job, now they know who I am

I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)

Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Picture me rollin'

[Verse 2: Skolar/Dok II]

My outfit studded off, sturdy

I was up early servin' these fiends

But now my shirt's clean and on the beginning of sixteens of [?] schemes

Cut baggin' them Ziploc, [?] to get shipped off

Applied what I learned on the streets to make some change in this game called hip hop, ha

There's fakes in here, snakes in here, so keep your mouth cupped

Best that you watch your back or get your ass fucked

Always be wary of who's around through the ups and the downs

The more that you climb, the more these haters wanna bring you down

'Cause they can picture me rollin' and I'm up in the VK

Holdin', smokin' up buddha, drinkin' these boozes

Throwin' up fingers to these [?] that consider me a threat to them

I'm bringin' death to them, work to neck, now they swingin' like a pendulum, ha

And you can get it anytime too (yeahhh)

So stay the fuck out of my way, I'ma be out here makin' mine, uce

[Chorus: Dok II]

Picture me rollin' all through the city

Get on my hustle, man, time just keeps slipping (yeahhh)

Clean out my job, now they know who I am

I turn to these haters like "bitch, I'm the man" (yeahhh)

Bitch, I'm the man, get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Get down, get down, get down (yeahhh)

Picture me rollin'

[Outro: Dok II]

Ooh (picture me rollin')

Ooh, picture me rollin' (picture me rollin')

Picture me rollin'