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Gettin' Down At The Amphitheater Lyric

CommonMore lyric by Common
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"Ga ga gangbusters!!"

[Dove]
Hey give it Boogie like the BX sex
regular booger bitches
get the backseat G bumps'll make you buy tapes
Ex
cape the fire tonight switch like Jekyll and Hyde
and shit wreckin we live
and shit
This swamp water style'll keep em dirty and wet
I bet mills on
the rhyme skills we walk away set
Rich like topsoil connect coin with
currency
Places that I couldn't pronounce, and then bounce
Illegal ain't
illegal if it's less than an ounce
Keep it come in T. La Rock amounts, see
+It's Yours+
Study scrolls that includes the clause
Get your dirty paws
out my bowl, your hustle's too old to deal
with the shuffle, you exhaust me
like a muffle
Get zapped and zipped in the duffle
Came to the set
splashed, no Roley on the wrist
To Hell with a guest list, we all up in
this!
A two dollar somethin got your eyes on him
But yo she pinchin my
ass so we go, limb for limb
Lights studio dim, it's EXACT tonight
So we
can drop the Rap Delight, on one!

Just dance, you know you gots the
feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know you
gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you
know you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just
dance, you know you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down

"Just get on down.."

[Common]
Underground under pressure, my
style is the child
of a lesser, God, I Master like Farad
The sign of in
between the El Rook'n, and El DeBarge
Metaphorically massage, verbal hajj

I take over breaks and chop loops
Glorifyin, one-eighty hat cats can
rock in my troops
Wisdom like a tooth, mock new shits I knock loose

Datin game Thursday's I spot juice, Plug like Pos'nus
Before you get a
style, let's get a style
My style has the crowd back and forth
You were
soft as the tracks you rappin off, I pop shit
You tried to laugh it off,
actin like you had to cough
and didn't hear it, my spirit sustains in the
same pattern
emcee, familiar sample period; spottin where you sampled

your rhyme scheme from -- I ain't clearin it
I drop science and
experiment -- contractually
came to terms of endearment with my label

Want to pick out a day to smack wack niggaz, I contact niggaz
like
P.O.'s, you spit background lyrics, I rip Lee flows
Wipin your nose like you
need blows
Claimin it's a allergy, I react allergic to cats
or is it how
they word it
If you had weight it must have been some pussy you served with

Thoughts for a minute, I rode rhythms and words tenant
Many lip profess,
I'm verb sentences

Just dance, you know you gots the feelin
Just
dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin

Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know you gots
the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know
you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
"Just get on
down.."

[Pos]
It's like rip y'all, add it on to lip
Wonder Why's
upon this, just to flex my strength
I was the one who killed wackness so I
had to do a bid
of twelve years on the mic, before parole with Tommy 'Kid'

Infinite landscaper, green paper maker
Leap far from home with chrome
rims and trims
Man these people still takin rappin for a joke
The pimp,
I rock it one-double-oh percent
Some of you MC's should be called CM's,
Carbon Monoxide
on the mic exposin your polluted bloodtype
Y'all niggaz
need a visit from the Brain Fairy
Walk around dead, like your physical's
buried
Wrote the rhymes durin a earthquake, cause your style's
shaky as
SHIT! Just need to come clean and admit
that yo' quick draw fails the test,
and mine was flawless
My DJ gave the scratch, yours was clawless
Your
crew couldn't even measure to mine
That's why yo' bitches is busted, and
mines is fine
Performin with an upper design, so back on off the plank

We bringin this Big and Bad like Hank

Just dance, you know you gots
the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know
you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance,
you know you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and
just dance, you know you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down

"Just get on down.."
and just dance, you know you gots the feelin

Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know you gots
the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance, you know
you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down
and just dance,
you know you gots the feelin
Just dance, ah come on and get down!!!

"Just get on down.."

* cut and scratch of "Just get on down.." to
the song's end *

 


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