P.O.S.
P.O.S.
P.O.S. & Justin Vernon
P.O.S. & Astronautalis
P.O.S. & Sims
P.O.S.
P.O.S.
P.O.S. & Mike Mictlan
P.O.S.
P.O.S.
P.O.S. & Isaac Gale
P.O.S. & Busdriver
P.O.S.
The biggest Doomtree party song going. The song was premiered at Doomtree crew shows long before it came out on this record.
Despite the catchy chorus about getting down, in fact the song is a rant against apathy.
The mode in pop culture is ‘give too many fucks and you’re weak’.
- P.O.S.
The vers...
[Verse 1: P.O.S]
Lungs like smoke stacks
Young black terror attack
Hair on their neck raised
Scaring them back
Keeping my Kerouac first rate
They in the first grade
Begging like babies
Gimme gimme wah
We too dirty man
Shimmy shimmy ya
Skinny bars, naw
All cents no penny jar
Snub a star, celebrity fed
No meals worth mentioning, all unsettling
Nihilist, anarchist, mind set reddening
Need what? fuck meds
All dead everything
These cats on that
All hail petty things
Ready with the cheat
I'mma beat em in they sleep
As soon as the door open
They hitting the floor hoping
To get to the front row
My shows are so lightning
Where ever we go the team steadily grows
Man who knows, they figure we do it right, but
No one gives a fuck about shit
So fuck your shit, we fuck shit up
Cause shit’s fucked anyway
Shit is run into the ground (I know right)
I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
Get down get down until we come up
I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
Get down get down cause shit’s fucked get down get down
I ain’t tryna hear that I just wanna get down until we come up
[Verse 2: Mike Mictlan]
It ain’t nothing but a Doomtree Goon thing
Get your face peeled off homeboy
Uday Hussein, barehanded, ripping them
Beware citizen, terror got a new face
Class war hooligan
Gimme what you got, show me what you want
Let me fix your market crash your stock
Bad credit, no credit, should've never paid back
Banks selling guns and farmers hunting grey slacks
Maybach’s chopped off mounted with the Gatling
Beverly Trillbillies treasure trunk rattling
We setting up Fight Clubs, you hang at night clubs
Passing out cocktails the kind that light up
Everybody in the back get risky
Burn the club down if you’re spending more than fifty
And if we ugly up the scene? (Yeah right)
I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna Get Down!
Get down get down until we come up
I don’t wanna think about it I just wanna get down
Yeah I don’t wanna think about it, chea
It’s all bad
I ain’t tryna hear that I just wanna get down
Get down get down until we come up
Get Down was written by Mike Mictlan & P.O.S..
Get Down was produced by Patrick Nissley.