(Rafael Casal) I get up, when you get down to Keep cool, but get loud to this When it drops just deny The mic's turned off but I'm So if you to ride This young son come out tonight And this one tongue give out the vibe With this mic off I'm amplified (amplified)
1 We don't just write poems, we got a mic (mike jones!) a fuck, ripping it up in different time zones I know so apropos that it's gotta be said I was Flowing so in the car off the top of my head when I drove home my own flows gave me road dome So go bone man Fuck it if you're Fuck the music if you do it you're selling it equipped, man We do it for the hell of it, never delicate hella ripped off the elements earth wind fire top rock echo box Yo man we got Cosby doing jello I've been em the melanin's irrelevant I'm yellin and you'll feel it from the ceiling to the sediment epic and reppin the Bay you're tripping if youre thinking that you're getting
2 The sun is coming up and through me weather is better, don't be gloomy get together, gather up and get it moving and If you don't like my motherfuckin music Sue me A new me. A new to be. so unseasonably fine The ill summer grill serving supper free sides cut to the B It's Watsky covered in batter and and refried The speakers are the roof the the woofers are proof The meters are up in the the subs, the mids, the the highers the lows the cones all bump duh we're amped, that's the god damn we flowing low in this moment only to sew and be growing over the roses and now that we broke it open we know that dope enough we're hoping no one just can't get live This is how we get
3 (Rafael Casal) Yeah I got something to on On the kind of song once you just keep on We out in here keeping the trees blown So lean on me, need more gain Freeman Turn me up a little get a reaction Yeah the filled up with a little distraction But I'm passionate, yes, somewhat of a Here to murder words, maybe hold the rest of em Wondering what I'm gonna do to blow all them lids I tell em to get back, how we leave an impact In track-form, if you don't feel me then give me my disc And be to get you a diss track Shit man I'm but somewhat of a monster When I get to laying these songs So we'll be there at a Playing as loud as the Bay will Watsky, good thing you're around to the crowd