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You got to get up
If you wanna get
I hate people that aint movin their shoes
and I hate everybody that I see not feelin my groove
...we be takin the bar
but I hate everybody
that dont like electric guitars and I
hate people who think they can dose up
their medicine fuckin with venom... and I
twista... show them the force
Id like to see somebody talkin shit get turned up a corpse
only model with the ones that got the wickedest drawers...
kick it with yall
and I hate phony ass people
and I hate having no droll
and I hate ...-ass clubs that dont be havin no bitches
that bring em down to the floor
and I hate when I cant hurt somebody
and I hate when I aint got dough
and I hate everyone ... twista and prodigy... rockin... control
Youve got to get up
If you wanna get off
Keep your eyes open... so I can stop you from blinkin
Make you feel... try to see what youre thinkin
Through the hole... while Im holding my own
Get so cold in the zone Ill just... my clone
I can fill the fuckin room up with torture and pain
... is coursing my veins
Its the trilogy of terror... from my era
... agility that I scare ya because I hate yall