Not When You Get Down Lyrics - Hip Hop And The World We Live In - Aceyalone

[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro] 

A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup colored kid 

in a fresh boxcut hairstyle. 

Quiet manner was more in tune with his, well-heeled patrons 

than with his hip-hopping friends. 

"Who hooked you up man? Yo' momma?!" 

[Aceyalone] 

I wrote a poem the other day 

I hope you like it 

[Chorus] 

Roses are red, and violets are blue 

Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you 

Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown 

Life is uphill but, not when you get down 

I said roses are red, and violets are blue 

Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you 

Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown 

Life is uphill but, not when you get down 

[Aceyalone] 

Sticks and stones, flesh and bones 

+Organic Electricity+ chromosomes 

I'm home alone, but not by choice 

I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice 

Hocus pocus, boogedy boo 

Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do? 

Back and forth, and open and closed 

And if you can't see through it then poke you some holes 

It's like glass and dirt, water and sand 

Things tend to burn the hotter the pan 

Left and right, and right and wrong 

Wrong and guilty, convicted and hung 

Young and old, and old and new 

Knew and never knew and tellin the truth 

It's like black and blue, and battered and bruised 

And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news 

I said 

[Chorus] 

[Aceyalone] 

Jack and Jill, and +Jill+ and +Scott+ 

Scotch and soda, a twisted plot 

Bums and cops, covers and quilts 

Pillows and blankets, cottons and silks 

Mind so heavy hope the bed don't tilt 

Cuts and welts, and screams for help 

Eat and sleep, shit shower and shave 

Work and play, cradle to the grave 

It's all for nothin, or nothin at all 

It's all for one, and one for all 

You better look up at me like I'm ten feet tall 

Cause you're lookin down at me like I'm two feet small 

Hopes and wishes, wishes and dreams 

It's ugly and dirty, I wish it was clean 

Win or lose, smoke or booze 

And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news 

I mean 

[Chorus] 

[Aceyalone] 

Ready or not, sweaty and hot 

Tired and hungry but haven't forgot 

Guns and shots, runs and drops 

Or buried alive under tons of rocks 

A beautiful day, a wonderful night 

A suitable pastime just rockin the mic 

A day in the life, a life in a day 

You know when they comin so you might get away 

Space and time, nickels and dimes 

Bass and rhyme that tickle your spine 

A brand new mind, a fresh design 

One of a kind, seek and you find 

Homies and crews, weapons and tools 

Lovers and haters and teachers and fools 

Just try walkin one day in my socks and shoes 

And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news 

It's like 

[Chorus]