Come on Down

Lyrics

[Intro] Ahhh Check, check it out Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down [Hook: Big Daddy Kane (Q-Tip)] Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Well, here I come) Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Ayo, Kane, give 'em some) [Verse 1: Big Daddy Kane] When I'm in motion it's just like the flow of the ocean The weight of the words swerve and curve My style flexes bigger than the state of Texas Quick as a Lamborghini, smooth as a Lexus I guess that makes me the top of the line Oh yes I'm the most prime of all time Cause as soon as I pick up the mic and begin And the lyrics just start to flowing Ahem ahem, coughing couldn't stop me from going On with the rapture, so that I capture your mind With state of the art music made to adapt to To knowledge the God on the groove Because when my tongue moves, I just love that I'm smooth Do it with these and in times I leave reas To give em a little of the flavor that please As I'm schooling the rule in pursuing and doing and Reigning again and the gunning and stunning and Thrilling and chilling, collecting the rent and Jammin and slammin and damn it's Too much for one mind to comprehend A pure blend, the way that I make words mend And, the way that I be doin rappers in Michael Bivins couldn't make these Boyz II Men I display, somethin verbally, capable to murder the Average MC, the tough ones I'll burn third degree And if you're thinkin that I'm takin a beating You're sure to see the Pink Panther speakin' [Hook: Q-Tip (Busta Rhymes)] Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Well, here I come) Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Q-Tip, just give 'em some!!!) [Verse 2: Q-Tip] I'm a native New Yorker, I pitch a lot of porker When I get my ride, I be the grill squawker Tip's a smooth talker, I love Alice Walker So get off the dillz and step back you little hawker Better yet, you hooker, you wanna show I book ya The highest way I took ya, is you's a good looker Queens is residential, I make the presidentials Over instrumentals, I utilize the mentals First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square-a If you went in by yourself it was a terror See, I could do that cause my crew is kinda phat Outside we had the toolies, out West, you call em gats It's that, oh thanks, chat, well let me drop some more shit Bring your bats and balls and please don't forfeit Cause you won't get away, your status will be stank You can ride with me G I'm goin to the bank To meet up with Kane, up on Dollar Lane You get the idea, cause page times is near So rappers see they bug cause they really can't handle Position for the rapping, cause some of them be slackin' Not in this corner, for we block out the devil The three different flavors, you know we on the level [Hook: Busta Rhymes (Big Daddy Kane)] Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Uh, here I come) Come on down, come on down, come on down, come on down (Busta Rhymes, won't you give 'em some) [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Check it out, uh! As I come down and get dumb This roughneck, swingin' all over the drum Swimmin in the, track, retaliatin thorough is how I react Busta Rhymes will attack As you feel the pain, bass kick impacts to the brain Got a mega, mega migraine What up, to the Big Daddy and Tip My trip, flip the rhyme, then I dip Hey, hip-hop, rude, bust a interlude Wack be up on the stage getting booed This structure it takes, bust the angle of three different flavors On a young raider choc well that's my vocal fader Keep my volume on extra boom! All the vains in my neck symbolizes that I want room Word up, uh! Here I am, damn Dragon slayer stackin layer after layer This jam will be ran while the record flim flam Wiggle your front pram, to the runnin man Sam, Busta, Rhyme, comin on time L.O.N.S. D, rip a new design Flavor one, taste the unborn baby Flip before you move or catch a bad one, baby Chiggy change chump, the over sized puff Busta pump you and the love, and then I rump Emotional stare point, for the wild Busta buckwild musically direct from Strong Isle Unload, catch you like smell later Dig on your taste of the third flavor, rrrarrrRHHH RAARRRRH! Direct from the lungs of the dragon, uh!