Down By Law is the latest viral English song by pop singer Killer Mike featuring CeeLo Green from his recently released album Michael. The song has lyrics penned by Curtis Mayfield and Dammo Farmer. Music of this trending 2023 English song is composed by Killer Mike. Find the correct lyrics of the English song Down By Law by Killer Mike, CeeLo Green along with the music video.
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Down By Law Song Details:
Song: Down By Law
Singer: Killer Mike, CeeLo Green
Music: Killer Mike
Lyrics: Curtis Mayfield, Dammo Farmer
Album: Michael
Language: English
Down By Law Lyrics - Killer Mike
[Intro: CeeLo Green & Rico Wade]
I just think timin' is everything
Like nigga, this it, this, this one right here
That ain't easy
Stay motivated, stay inspired
I owe it to myself, stay down on it
And it ain't been hard throughout the journey
It's been a journey
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh
Hey-ayy-ah
[Verse: Killer Mike & CeeLo Green]
Hello, hello my niggas
Hello and hello my niggas, please keep it mellow, my niggas
Stop sippin' yellow, my nigga
You itchin' and twitchin' and glitchin', my nigga
Listen, my nigga (Shh)
Snakes in your circle and them bitches hissin', my nigga
My nigga don't listen, one thing I hate 'bout my nigga
So I just pray 'bout my nigga
Nigga, it's hard, niggas done gave up on God
Maybe God gave up on us
Maybe She angry we worshippin' all these false idols
So devils just prayin' on us
This for thе junkie, the fiend and thе loser
Prayin' to God in the back of a cruiser
I pray that prison can cure your addiction
And devil's affliction don't hurt you no more
Needin' no reason, but I'll let you know
I was so young when I stood at that store
That I did not know that the money you paid me
Was meant for your babies, and now they just poor
It was just business, my nigga
I am not vicious, my nigga, I had no vision, my nigga
I wanted Gucci and Fendi, my nigga
Gucci, Givenchy, my nigga
But none of them crackers ain't love us, my nigga
All of them crackers said fuck us, my nigga
Mad 'cause they women in love with the god
They fuck us and suck us, and love us, my nigga
Back to the trap, back to the Dickies and buffs
Lookin' like I drive a truck
Fuckin' my bitch? Shit, better be rich
She buy a new bag of weed
Goddamnit, I don't understand it
But if she's an addict, this Gucci purse gon' get her geeked
Thick with her ass, she in some Betty Shabazz
Pretty as Coretta Scott
All that I got, she got the face of a model
She got the heart of Asada
She from the gutter, my nigga, wife and a mother, my nigga
Winnie Mandela, my nigga
Free Leonard Pelletier, my nigga, Obama
Please free our mama, my nigga, Asada, my nigga
Peace to Mutulu, my nigga
Heart of a Zulu, my nigga
Free Larry Hoover, my nigga, free Jeff Fort, my nigga
Fuck all the courts, my nigga
Movin' like Malcolm and Martin, and King
Lift every voice, this the song that I sing
Born in the womb of a beautiful teen
I am a beautiful, wonderful thing
I am a king, my woman's a queen
Master the heart, say we are the God
I study hard like John Henrik Clarke
Even in my days of whippin' the hard
I'll tell the devil that Black man is God
Keepin' it player, just playin' my part
Lean on my Demon and post in the park
Jewelry all gleamin' like Rakim Allah
My Eric B. is my nine in the car
You try to G me, get nine in your jaw
Bless all the felons that handled the raw
Fuck all the tellers that ran to the law (Hey, oh)
Watch out for the hitters with sticks in the car (Oh, ah)
My name is Michael, I'm down by law
[Outro: CeeLo Green & Rico Love]
Won't you help us, oh holy Father? (Oh holy Father)
And I could show as a martyr (I could show as a martyr)
Like nobody's gonna live forever, and neither am I
Two shots for the city that raised me (Atlanta, Georgia)
Thanks for the praise that you gave me (I'm so thankful for ya)
Because without it, nobody would've known that I was even alive
I'm down
This shit is so Atlanta, down by law
- Written by Curtis Mayfield, Dammo Farmer
