Testo Get Ready - Classified feat. Merkules
Testo della canzone Get Ready (Classified feat. Merkules), tratta dall'album Get Ready
Anywhere, anytime (yeah)
It's due time, huh
It's just perfect timing
It's just perfect timing, uh
Yeah
I needed Def Jams to rap a lot
Came up in the 90's, you can hear the snap crackle pop
Crack the shackles off, raps David Hasselhoff
Fell, scraped my knees, got back up and whip the gravel off, UH
I did this with no piggy back
Like how they said P. Diddy did on Biggie's back
Said you're a lion, you're lying, you little kitty cat
I'm money in the bank what's a 50 rack, give me that
Splitting wigs like a quart of wood
Strict like the court of law
Sip a quart of liquor raw
Been recording for a quarter of my life
Now my headquarters and my tennis court are looking right
Who wanna play with me, rage with me?
Love the ones who learned to changed with me, stayed with me
Everyday me and Merk show our worth
'Cause nobody wanna die underpaid and over worked, oh no
Throw 'em up high, real high, throw 'em up
Took a minute 'til they listened now they know what's up
Thought I told y'all before no one as cold as us
We shut it down to shut 'em up kid, get ready
Anywhere, anytime
No time for jokes, get ready
It's just perfect timing
This the kind of beat that go, this the kind of beat that go
This the kind of beat that go ra-ta-ta
This the kind of beat that go, this the kind of beat that go
This the kind of beat that go ra-ta-ta
I been breaking down them doors since a youngin'
And now I'm posing for pictures when I go out in public
Shaking hands with the fans, just like they know me or something
This hard work's been paying off and now I don't need a budget
I remember bumping class in grade 7 in school
Who would of known by 2020 I'd make several moves?
But I stay blessed it's not for the paychecks or the views
It's the respect, work harder and say less to these dudes
Shout out to mom and dad, I got 'em tatted on my hands
Your favourite rappers just collab'ed, this is Halifax to Van
Respect your OG's, Class I'm actually a fan
I just wrote this smoking dope and flicking ashes in the can
We gotta come together 'cause that way we all can win at this
I came up playing 50 cent and Eminem's infinite
I knew that I could do this, had a dream and then I did the shit
The east to west connect and now we infamous, this is it
Yeah, you know that's us anywhere and anytime
I'm well aware they envy mine, I'm debonaire, I'm plenty fly
Remain confident but humble as well
Get out your comfort zone or else you'll end up stuck in your shell
I'm a bulldog, these cats better tuck in they tail
Like an addict in treatment don't make me come off the rails, yeah
Throw 'em up high, real high, throw 'em up
Took a minute 'til they listened now they know what's up
Thought I told y'all before, no one as cold as us
We shut it down to shut 'em up kid, get ready
Anywhere, anytime
No time for jokes, get ready
It's just perfect timing
This the kind of beat that go, this the kind of beat that go
This the kind of beat that go ra-ta-ta
This the kind of beat that go, this the kind of beat that go
This the kind of beat that go ra-ta-ta
Credits
Writer(s): Luke Boyd, Jocelyn Alice, Owen Lee, Cole Corbett Stevenson
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