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Are you ready?
Then get the fuck up!
Lemme hear some nooooooise
Get up get up(woo hah)
Wait just a minute i see your mouth movin
But i dont hear a word that you say
Pop! mish mosh up in the brain
Im on my cycle
Highways, my ways
Are up and down like the dow jones
I rock these microphones
I dont exaggerate
Keep it real and only speak about the shit i hate
Dont hate the people just the tudes
The attitudes
So lose the attitude, and i wont be fuckin mad at you
But if ya bitin dont be frightened kid
Im sorta likin whatcha stealin
Your open wound style needs some healin
Checked out by my flow
Im glad ya know
Behind the spunk i got the phattest fuckin live show
You feel the tension
The eyeballs in ya socket
Cant comprehend how we rock it
Ya cant stop it
Ya like the ways that we livin
Ya need it
Your demo tape, punk
I inspect it, then reject it
Who survives at the end of the day?
But too much airplay, huh,
Im gonna keep it all underground
Get up get up (woo-hah)
Whattya know about this, punk?
Whos hot ? whos not ?
Who ? who ?
Whos hot ? whos not ?
Wait just a minute
I see your mouth movin
But i dont hear a word that you say
Buck! hand grenades
Best describe the impactioncant get no satisfaction
Ya take it back
What were you doin back in 82?
No need for answers just a thought for your mental
Fallout shelter
Heltah skelter