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Ok, y'all, this is it now it
The mic will sing soon as I it
Do smooth and easy like
So we might get hyped in tonight
Be nice, relax, further back
If you ain't with that, I'm-a have to attack you a bad rap
That can smack the off your face Jack
So don't start no
a little bit of heart and soul
As we do it to you in earhole
Huh, I ain't going out like a
And if you think so, boy, pucker up
And kiss the butt of lyricist
Blow on the mic and make a
groove is set to soothe and move you
Party 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 Pepa a power booster
Word to life, I swear, seduce ya
Don't take my word, introduce her
I need no introduction, I just bust in
Grab a and then start dustin'
lyricists can never deal with this
Swift-lipped vocalists and also if
I was a mute, I'd still knock
Put up your dukes, troop, and I'm-a play ya like a
To show you all on me you can't on
Spinderella, please drop some on
This crowd, it up loud
a scratch, OK now
It's time for to be raised
As I kick some on the beats Hurb made
Salt's at my with a shotgun
A action? I just had some
Wicked I say, the don't play
Gonna skip town on Day
So don't just sit there 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 me flippin' on MCs
I'm not gonna waste your time on the strength, be
Def, dumb, dope, completely
You know? Yeah, right, come on now
Oh, I'm supposed to 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 slap you,
For disrespectful
I the microphone like a pitbull terrier
Yes, but I'm
Under a ton of rhymes I'll ya
Hyped like a poet, on the mic I'll it
Do-re-mi ti-do it
Jazz, rhythm, blues, soul, pop, 'n roll, even hip-hop
Lovers, are my brothers and
All in all over ten billion
me your ear when you want to hear
The hypest and ripest sound of the