Busta Rhymes - Gettin Up (DJ Scratch Remix) lyrics

[Busta Rhymes:] Ay Yo Scratch what up It's Busta Bust homie Hey I just got off the phone with The brother Kamaal Fareed AKA Q-Tip You know i mean he told me ya'll were Doing the rea hip-hop remix To "Gettin Up" You know you can't do that without me On it, let's get it poppin, Cmon! [Verse 1 - Q-Tip:] Sent you a message, sent you an email Hasty decisions we made still prevail Both needed breaks, we both needed to bail Walking through the corridors of my mind The hideaways and nooks, and things with good times Memories certainly yes they still bind Still a common man and yeah that's for sure Still a bankroll and yeah still couture But man this thing we had was much more Come back home, don't be out in the world It's a rat race and no place for a girl Amongst the scavengers,I found a pretty pearl It's for the faint of heart who never get enough Gotta get tough, buckle em up, we calling guts And we, and we and we ahhh [Hook - Busta Rhymes:] Now you know what to do Everybody Get off your a** you heard what i said Before i light up a fire up under that a** You see we back and got the party on smash And if you want us to hit you to get you better You see we back to light up this whole sh** That's right we're here to give it to ya non stop Cus it's the real hip- hop.. hip-hop... hip-hop... [Verse 2 - Busta Rhymes:] Hello b**h See the real hip-hop sh** is returning Beat you in ya head util you n***as start learning Scratch ya veins, fiending, i know my n***as been yearning For the good cook-up, see the stove and the fire is burning This sh** goes out to whomever this is concerning From overseas back to the burroughs to Mt. Vernon The games coming back to the truth Tables are turning, I'ma preach b**h lemme give you my Eric Sermon A lot of n***as is gettin shine they ain't deservin Ringtone money goin out, they pockets is hurtin They b**hes leave em, see n***as like me and get to flirtin Take em to the telly poke em now listen how they be cursin Tip you know this joint is the sh**, n***a we workin We back flooding the street, like we quenching they thirst and We bodying the situation, we never let up Get out ya and get off ya a**, everybody get up [Hook] [Verse 3 - Q-Tip:] Come over here baby, don't look so grumpy This kinda lifestyle could be so comfy We could start a clan just like the Kennedys You and I again, certainly we could extend Feelings that should never end You respect me like a friend But love me like your man, no other could contend And we could be like those exposed to history Like staying with each other with truth or chivalry The things we go through, they shape identity Yes pretty, let's do this all night Consummate this thing and make it alright And when we cuddle up I promise that I'll bite [Hook] [Verse 4 - Q-Tip:] I like to watch everybody gravitate towards you Your magnetic presence make them all come through The same way you got them you got me too Now look at our lives so colorful A wonderful spectrum, not one tone dull Full of excitement and not one lull See we had an understanding, oh yes we did I'm bringing it back, I'm puttin in my bid Have a couple of kids, have a couple of cribs We like Ruby Dee and Ossie, Martin and Coretta Doin it to d**h, no one can do it better When we leave our physical our spirits still together So come on now, here's a placement for your hand You rockin with the number one MC man The number one controller of right with the plan