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Ok, y'all, is it now bust it
The mic will sing as I touch it
Do this smooth and easy
So we might get hyped in here
Be nice, relax, further back
If you ain't with that, I'm-a have to you with a bad rap
can smack the smile off your face Jack
So start no crap
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 think so, boy, pucker up
And kiss the of this lyricist
Blow on the mic and make a
This is set to soothe and move you
Party people now it's 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 turntable
My Pepa she's a power booster
Word to life, I swear, she'll ya
take my word, I'll introduce her
I don't no introduction, I just bust in
a microphone and then start dustin'
So-called lyricists can never with this
Swift-lipped vocalists either and if
I was a mute, I'd still boots
Put up your dukes, troop, and I'm-a ya like a flute
To show you all on me you sleep on
Spinderella, please drop 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 little I just 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 record's called "Get Up", I think you do it

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

Salty that's me on MCs
I'm not waste your time on the strength, I'll be
Def, dumb, dope, completely
You know? Yeah, right, come on now
Oh, I'm supposed to believe
Are glad Salt is G's?
Save crap, I got my public to rap to
Tried to play me out, I ought to slap you,
For disrespectful
I grip the microphone a pitbull terrier
Yes, but I'm
a ton of rhymes I'll bury ya
Hyped like a poet, on the mic show it
Do-re-mi ti-do it
Jazz, rhythm, blues, soul, pop, 'n roll, even hip-hop
Lovers, are my and sisters
All in all over ten billion
me your ear when you want to hear
The hypest and sound of the year