Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up Everybody (Get Up)

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

Get up
I think the sound will 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 turntable
My partner Pepa a power booster
Word to life, I swear, she'll ya
Don't take my word, I'll her
I don't no introduction, I just bust in
Grab a microphone and then start
So-called lyricists can deal with this
Swift-lipped vocalists and also if
I was a mute, I'd knock boots
Put up your dukes, troop, and play ya like a flute
To show you all on me you 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 kick some on the beats Hurb made
Salt's at my side with a
A little action? I had some
Wicked I say, the girl don't
Gonna skip town on 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 waste your time on the strength, I'll be
Def, dumb, dope, completely
You didn't know? Yeah, right, on now
Oh, I'm to believe E-M-C-E-E's
Are Salt is makin' G's?
Save that crap, I got my to rap to
Tried to me out, I ought to slap you, punk
For being
I grip the like a pitbull terrier
Yes, but I'm
Under a ton of rhymes I'll 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, even
Lovers, are my and sisters
All in all over ten listeners
Lend me your ear when you to hear
The hypest and ripest of the year