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Ok, y'all, this is it now it
The mic will sing as I touch it
Do this smooth and like
So we get hyped in here tonight
Be nice, relax, MC's further
If you ain't with that, I'm-a have to you with a bad rap
That can smack the smile off your Jack
So don't start no
Givin' a bit of heart and soul
As we do it to you in your
Huh, I ain't going out like a
And if you so, boy, then pucker up
And kiss the butt of this
Blow on the mic and make a
This is set to soothe and move you
Party people now time to

Get up
I the sound will make you (get up)
Word up, I you got to (get up)
get up
Get up
get up
Get up
get up

Spinderella my DJ's a trooper
My partner Pepa she's a booster
Word to life, I swear, she'll ya
Don't my word, I'll introduce her
I need no introduction, I just bust in
Grab a and then start dustin'
So-called lyricists can deal with this
Swift-lipped vocalists either and if
I was a mute, I'd knock boots
Put up your dukes, troop, and I'm-a ya like a flute
To show you all on me you can't on
Spinderella, please some beats on
This crowd, pump it up
a scratch, OK now
It's time for hell to be
As I kick some lyrics on the beats Hurb
Salt's at my side a shotgun
A action? I just had some
I say, the girl don't play
Gonna town on Judgement Day
So don't just sit there like a poo-putt
The record's called "Get Up", I you better do it

Get up
get up
Get up
get up
Get up
get up

Salty that's me on MCs
I'm not gonna waste your time on the strength, be
Def, dumb, dope, phenominal
You didn't Yeah, right, come on now
Oh, I'm supposed to E-M-C-E-E's
Are glad is makin' G's?
Save crap, I got my public to rap to
Tried to play me out, I ought to you, punk
For being
I the microphone like a pitbull terrier
Yes, but I'm
Under a ton of I'll bury ya
like a poet, on the mic I'll show it
Do-re-mi fa-so-la it
Jazz, rhythm, blues, soul, pop, 'n roll, even hip-hop
Lovers, are my and sisters
All in all over ten billion
Lend me ear when you want to hear
The hypest and ripest of the year