Testo Get Up - The Wow
Testo della canzone Get Up (The Wow), tratta dall'album LGNDRY
I sleep during the day then I wake up in the night time
To write rhymes, I put on the beat, then I recite lines
The tight kind, that make you wanna get up and fight kind
The edible type that makes an emcee wanna bite mine
You like mine, then you can look down the price line
And cop my CD for nineteen decimal nine nine
You wanna bite vine, I hope you catch food poisoning
My lyrics is the type that turn boys to men
Without the R&B the heart in me is dark
I keep it raw from start to finish, finish to start
And I know my part, I don't make rhymes, I design them now
Line for line, pound for pound
I don't write my rhymes down, I spit them and memorize them
If an emcee wants to battle me I have to penalize them
I energize them without synthetic prophetic material
A medic emcee that likes to keep it lyrical
I'm spiritual and it's a miracle that you still in the ring with me
Cause truthfully, we ain't equal G
At best you flow decently and recently a
Lot of emcees wanna come and speak to me
Frequently but we don't have the decency to wanna make peace with me
So they get touched like Tony
The hardest emcee compared to me will look phony
I leave them lonely like Ginuwine waiting for someone to ride his pony
Comfortable like a Huxtable, preferably Theo
You cross me I'll be telling your future like Cleo
It's like Memphis cause it's looking kind of bleak
You need to hush your mouth like No Doubt, don't speak
Everyone who know me, got it understood that
I don't like hoes, I ain't never loved a hoodrat
And it's just a few things that a nigga good at
It's making good beats, writing good raps
In fact, when niggas sleep I be still up
Trying to get my motherfucking Banks like Phillip
I done got my skill up, nigga I be barred up
F-E-R-R-A-R-I, I be foreign carred up
No Jetta, it gets no better
Your chips is Cool Ranch, you got no cheddar
If I want her I can have her homie, I'ma go get her
And she'll let me keep the pussy cause I get it more wetter
Yes sir, I'm the best ever, truly
You live in a sitcom, I live in a movie
I'm fucking with Keisha, you fucking with Rudy
Bet I get your bitch to give me head and some booty
And I'm all about my paper boy
I'm a beast, call me the black Hank McCoy
An adamantium flow that you can't destroy
And I'll wreck your whole unit so you can't deploy
No medal of honor, no Gears of War
And I'm far from a rookie, I've been here before
Nigga I'm deep in the game, ten years or more
I'm a lion in the jungle, you hear the roar
Let's go
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Writer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Bryan Michael Paul Cox
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