"Take Me Down" lyrics
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Me and Dakota rockin' the real, it's hard to make Danny chill
He thinkin' 'bout it, if he not goin' off at the grill
Why is a right-handed homer to right the opposite field?
When I'm out of the studio, the monotony builds
But is a busy melon really necessary for skills?
I'm syllabically OCD
Like Belichick choosin' a new QB
Not the coolest cutter at camp, but damn if he's not a cool breed
Gotta brag a little bit, apologies
I'm sorry, guys, at times I get starry-eyed
1981 space invader, Atari-eyed
Kaleidoscope showed up in my MRI
And Chuck Bukowski told me to not even try
I get the feelin' his heart was black as bein' born blind
I'm more inclined to optimism, love is underdog in this, but
Okay, lifespan critique rap, somebody market this
Red carpet any jackass, and let him know about his wack-ass ways
Until the end of his days
They will remember the worst verse, the drugs and the curse words
Effortlessly, ignorant, take zero to to cokes
Rammin' skis up your nostrils, hittin' the slopes
It's goin' down like the Concord clippin' the top of the oaks
Now that I got you locked in to my provocative flow
I'm rippin' this gift like a greedy kid at Christmas, I be throwin' them bows
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Yeah, I spit it slick, cold enough to freeze grease
Geez Louise, he's the Texas Pete on a three piece
Biscuit box with tater logs and sweet tea
For five buckaroos with AC in the summer heat
Don't call me sir, I work for a livin'
Like a jerk, unforgiven, but my purpose is still intact
I wonder what it is, Kowalski in Vanishing Point
But I'm still in the game, Andy Dufresne
I've crawled through the crap, wash me off in the rain
They tossed my name in the ring
I'm not aimin' to became a king of the most prominent
Diamond to get, vomit obvious, ominous common sense
Most droppin' this prophet to ever profit off of it, not
Not— not— not— not— not— not— not— not— not—
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Me and Dakota rockin' the real, it's hard to make Danny chill
He thinkin' 'bout it, if he not goin' off at the grill
Why is a right-handed homer to right the opposite field?
When I'm out of the studio, the monotony builds
But is a busy melon really necessary for skills?
I'm syllabically OCD
Like Belichick choosin' a new QB
Not the coolest cutter at camp, but damn if he's not a cool breed
Gotta brag a little bit, apologies
I'm sorry, guys, at times I get starry-eyed
1981 space invader, Atari-eyed
Kaleidoscope showed up in my MRI
And Chuck Bukowski told me to not even try
I get the feelin' his heart was black as bein' born blind
I'm more inclined to optimism, love is underdog in this, but
Okay, lifespan critique rap, somebody market this
Red carpet any jackass, and let him know about his wack-ass ways
Until the end of his days
They will remember the worst verse, the drugs and the curse words
Effortlessly, ignorant, take zero to to cokes
Rammin' skis up your nostrils, hittin' the slopes
It's goin' down like the Concord clippin' the top of the oaks
Now that I got you locked in to my provocative flow
I'm rippin' this gift like a greedy kid at Christmas, I be throwin' them bows
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Yeah, I spit it slick, cold enough to freeze grease
Geez Louise, he's the Texas Pete on a three piece
Biscuit box with tater logs and sweet tea
For five buckaroos with AC in the summer heat
Don't call me sir, I work for a livin'
Like a jerk, unforgiven, but my purpose is still intact
I wonder what it is, Kowalski in Vanishing Point
But I'm still in the game, Andy Dufresne
I've crawled through the crap, wash me off in the rain
They tossed my name in the ring
I'm not aimin' to became a king of the most prominent
Diamond to get, vomit obvious, ominous common sense
Most droppin' this prophet to ever profit off of it, not
Not— not— not— not— not— not— not— not— not—
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
Take me down to the water
Drop me down and pull me up
Wash away all my sin
But don't eat those fish when they float to the top
