Get Down

D. Swain in the place to be see and I got what it takes to rock the mic right And I got funnel cakes I copped from Shop Rite But I'm not gonna make you cop tonight 'aight It's the return of raps Mr. Burns Coming back with a track for black kids to learn And white kids to recite, dykes will get excited Bi chicks will probably try to memorize it I could glamorize this life I'd rather not I'm not just a melanin-blessed Asher Roth I scoff at the haters, mock the nay sayers But never hawk my wares up on Okayplayer The kids got the juice and the OJ flava OJ for mayor cause I'm killing this rap shit White bronco flow, the glove and the mask fit Somebody call the law before Danny go bat shit on accident Meth fiend, breath clean, fresher than Seth Green Geoff Beene attire, fly as MacBeth's queen Ugh when D. Swain get on the mic He bring the game to life Making beautiful noise Creating the soundtrack just for you and your boys Uh D.Swizzy knows how to get busy So don't be actin stuck up and nitpicky You don't wanna dance shut the fuck up and sit pretty If rap's dead then I'm the resurrector Catch me studio B the seventh sector Out to get the cookies and ransack Nabisco Ramen gets me goin', +Panic! At The Disco+ I get applause without the metaphors That these other cats use as a crutch I'm very bored Good lord, I know it really hurts my dear So I'm a end this verse right here Now where's the chorus c'mon