Low to the Ground

[Intro]
What if I told you that Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse got shot
I don't think you get it
I said, Donald Duck he got low
And Mickey got shot
Hey, Surf Gvng

[Hook]
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low, low, low, low, low
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, low, low, low

Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, low, low
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground

[Verse 1: Geek]
Flew to the ground, Imma keep it
Murdered the pilot, no secret
[?] the shadows see creepin'
Low to the ground, low to the ground
Don't [?] when you flyin' on planes
They'll go [?] and providin' the change
Not seeking fame but it's hard when you sing and they yell like you made it
Face in the paper
[?] man I'm in the projects still
Still got [?] with my wife some nights
Ain't the best dad, I, don't believe that hype
Probably won't see me at your church if it wasn't for a check
But [?]
Hopin' somebody out there just feel me
Talkin' 'bout the real me, the parts that's filthy
Disgrace to discover, ain't finna air it out
Man I'm on a low ride, [?]
And I'm low to the ground

[Pre-Hook]
Man I'm low to the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Low to the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Low, low

[Hook]
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low, low, low, low, low
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, low, low, low

Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, low, low
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground

[Verse 2: Wolf]
I jump on my [?] through the drive through
You swerve outta line in a circle my [?] working on them
But that's favors they owe 'em, they feel like they owe it
They owe what they owe
What yo [?] been bleeding, your nose to the sky
Low to, ground, I doubt you know how
Just pray to the Father, yo knees hit the ground
And the Father, the Father, the One with the crown
That looks from the clouds, 'cause He sent His Son down to get low to the ground
Climbed up a tree, to talk with a 'riah' that start with a 'Z'
Oh you heard 'bout that story? That used to be me
So I'm riding for free, low to the ground
Carrying the stairwells while roamin' your town
You been to South Beach, you ain't been to my town
My-yimmy, my-yammy, Miami my town
Where I'm low to the ground, Wolfy's in the ghetto
They talk to they shadows while roaming the meadows
The [?], they know [?]
The [?] in the gutter, they robbin' they mother, they [?]
I pray for the brother, say (every knee shall bow)

[Hook]
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low, low, low, low, low
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, low, low, low

Low to the ground, low to the ground, low to the ground
Low to the ground, low to the ground, low, low, low
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground
Low, to the, ground, low, low, to the, ground