(Rafael Casal) I get up, when you get to this Keep cool, but still get to this When it just can't deny The mic's off but I'm amplified So if you to ride This young son will come out And this one tongue will out the vibe With this mic off I'm still (amplified)
1 We don't just poems, we got a mic jones (mike jones!) giving a fuck, it up in different time zones I know it's so that it's gotta be said I was Flowing so hard in the car off the top of my head when I drove my own flows gave me road dome So go bone man Fuck it if celibate the music if you do it cause you're selling it well equipped, man We do it for the hell of it, never delicate hella off the elements earth wind fire top rock echo box Yo man we got Cosby doing shots I've tellin em the melanin's irrelevant I'm yellin and you'll feel it from the ceiling to the sediment intelligent and reppin the Bay you're tripping if youre thinking you're getting away
2 The sun is coming up and through me is getting better, don't be gloomy Let's get together, up and get it moving and If you don't like my motherfuckin music Sue me A new me. A new reason to be. so unseasonably The ill summer grill serving supper free sides cut to the B Watsky covered in batter and butter and refried The are pushing the roof the tweeters the woofers are The meters are up in the the subs, the mids, the highs the the lows the cones all bump duh amped, that's the god damn truth we flowing low in moment only to sew and be growing over the roses and now that we broke it open we know that we're dope enough we're hoping no one just can't get live is how we get amplified
3 (Rafael Casal) Yeah I got to speak on On the kind of song once heard you keep on We out in here keeping the trees blown So lean on me, more gain than Freeman Turn me up a little I'ma get a Yeah the game's filled up a little distraction But I'm passionate, yes, of a Manson to murder words, maybe hold the rest of em ransom 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 give me my disc back And be ready to get you a track man I'm playing but somewhat of a monster When I get down to laying songs So we'll be there at a Playing as loud as the Bay allow Watsky, good thing you're around to lead the