They Go Low
Somebody save us
Please somebody save us
Please somebody save us
Please somebody save us
I seen a dead man walkin'
It was somethin' that I seen before
There's a song he was singin'
About a life that he wanted to live
I was never superstitious
Walk under ladders leanin' on the wall
But I could see he would crash burn and fall
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
I seen a little boy soldier
With tattoos all over his face
A gang bangers dream mascot
I'm too old so I couldn't relate
There's a song he was singin'
About his momma she was diggin' his grave
With cracked dry hands screamin' Jesus name
They go low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
They go low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
'Til they break you down
'Til they break you down
The Elvis Presley of the ghetto
Baked chicken in a side of greens
He sat starin' out the window
Pointin' fingers at the devils he seen
But some were just his own reflection
He knew the storm was comin' soon
And that evenin' he was found dead in his room
They go low (low)
Low low, low (ooh)
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low (ooh, yeah)
'Til they break you down
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low (oh, so low)
They go low, low, low (ooh)
'Til they break you down (yeah-yeah)
'Til they break you down
Please somebody save us
Please somebody save us
Please somebody save us
I seen a dead man walkin'
It was somethin' that I seen before
There's a song he was singin'
About a life that he wanted to live
I was never superstitious
Walk under ladders leanin' on the wall
But I could see he would crash burn and fall
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
I seen a little boy soldier
With tattoos all over his face
A gang bangers dream mascot
I'm too old so I couldn't relate
There's a song he was singin'
About his momma she was diggin' his grave
With cracked dry hands screamin' Jesus name
They go low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
They go low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low
'Til they break you down
'Til they break you down
'Til they break you down
The Elvis Presley of the ghetto
Baked chicken in a side of greens
He sat starin' out the window
Pointin' fingers at the devils he seen
But some were just his own reflection
He knew the storm was comin' soon
And that evenin' he was found dead in his room
They go low (low)
Low low, low (ooh)
They go low, low, low
They go low, low, low (ooh, yeah)
'Til they break you down
They go low
Low, low, low
They go low, low, low (oh, so low)
They go low, low, low (ooh)
'Til they break you down (yeah-yeah)
'Til they break you down
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Dphrepaulezz
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