Gettin Down At The Amphitheater Lyrics by Common

Gettin Down At The Amphitheater Lyrics

    "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
    Persona 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 pans 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 fermented, i rode rhythms and words tinted
    Many lip profess, i'm verb centered

    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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