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Ok, y'all, this is it now it
The mic will soon as I touch it
Do this and easy 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 attack you a bad rap
can smack the smile off your face Jack
So don't start no
Givin' a bit of heart and soul
As we do it to you in earhole
Huh, I ain't going out a sucker
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 it's to

Get up
I think the sound make you (get up)
up, I swear you got to (get up)
get up
Get up
get up
Get up
get up

Spinderella my DJ's a trooper
My Pepa she's a power booster
to life, I swear, she'll seduce ya
Don't take my word, I'll her
I don't no introduction, I just bust in
Grab a microphone and then dustin'
So-called lyricists can never with this
vocalists either and also if
I was a mute, I'd still boots
Put up dukes, troop, and I'm-a play ya like a flute
To show you all on me you can't on
Spinderella, drop some beats on
This crowd, pump it up
a scratch, OK now
It's time for to be raised
As I kick some lyrics on the Hurb made
at my side with a shotgun
A little I just had some
Wicked I say, the don't play
Gonna town on Judgement Day
So don't sit there like a poo-putt stupid
The record's "Get Up", I think 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 your time on the strength, I'll be
Def, dumb, dope, phenominal
You know? Yeah, right, come on now
Oh, I'm to believe E-M-C-E-E's
Are glad Salt is G's?
Save that crap, I got my to rap to
Tried to play me out, I ought to you, punk
For being
I grip the like a pitbull terrier
Yes, but I'm
Under a ton of rhymes bury ya
like a poet, on the mic I'll show it
Do-re-mi ti-do it
Jazz, rhythm, blues, soul, pop, rock 'n roll, hip-hop
Lovers, are my and sisters
All in all over ten billion
me your ear when you want to hear
The and ripest sound of the year