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Ok, y'all, is it now bust it
The mic will sing soon as I it
Do this smooth and easy
So we might get hyped in tonight
Be nice, relax, MC's back
If you ain't with that, I'm-a have to attack you a bad rap
That can smack the smile off face Jack
So don't start no
Givin' a little bit of and soul
As we do it to you in earhole
Huh, I going out like a sucker
And if you so, boy, then pucker up
And kiss the butt of this
on the mic and make a wish
This groove is set to soothe and you
people now it's time to

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

Spinderella my a turntable trooper
My partner she's a power booster
to life, I swear, she'll seduce ya
Don't take my word, introduce her
I don't need no introduction, I just in
Grab a microphone and then dustin'
So-called lyricists can deal with this
vocalists either and also if
I was a mute, I'd knock boots
Put up your dukes, troop, and play ya like a flute
To you all on me you can't sleep on
Spinderella, please drop some on
This crowd, it up loud
a scratch, OK now
It's for hell to be raised
As I some lyrics on the beats Hurb made
Salt's at my side with a
A little action? I had some
I say, the girl don't play
Gonna skip on Judgement Day
So don't just sit there like a poo-putt
The called "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 didn't Yeah, right, come on now
Oh, I'm supposed to believe
Are Salt is makin' 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 microphone like a pitbull
Yes, but I'm
Under a ton of rhymes bury ya
Hyped like a poet, on the mic 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 your ear when you to hear
The hypest and sound of the year