Joell Ortiz - Timberlan'd Up lyrics

[Intro] Uh That's the way you get Timberlan'd up Yeah yeah That's the way you get Timberlan'd up Haha, word up That's the way you get Timberlan'd up Huh That's the way you get Timberlan'd up [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] If this was my first impression, I'd be not impressed This generation held hands, and skipped a lot of steps Don't need a navi to find these people that I address I had Rocawear in my dresser, these n***as rock a dress Let's rewind to that play bu*ton that I would press My walkman never hopped off my hip, I'm hip-hop to d**h And seem to still be breathing, I ain't leaving till I'm out of breath Weezing, I'll still squeeze in some speaking to get up off my chest Don't toot horns, your hero? Lukewarm If we sparred it'd be so hard to recover my shoehorn from his a** I just laugh at the ma**es, I'm flabbergasted The fact is, that we had average so long we lowered the standards I stand here as a stand-out act, and can't understand how y'all all standing and clap at this rap, like it's outstanding I've withstanded enough, take this b**h hand and a snuff And I'll book you like promoters that hit your manager up [Chorus] You could be on the floor bleeding If you still actin' tough? (then yo) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up If you actin' like you gangsta, but a white flag waver (huh) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up Don't suddenly get hot, then start frontin' on ya block (uh-huh) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up If they run up with the drop, and you don't come off what you got (then yo) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9] The problem with the sh** you say, is y'all just A-B-C My father's a G, you D-A, I reside in the D You ever try to play with me, must be A-D-B You gon' have to hire Triple A, just to fly the A-3-C How could you k** a man who you ain't socially psychotic as I wrote this beat on papyrus, in the Pyramid in B.C You gon see these Timberlands in 3D You gon be able to smoke the tree that's on the side of these on GP As far as war, man I'm bout as prepared as my grandma is for prayer, and I'm a rich player No hand-outs at all, dawg I rode this mothaf**er, guns stuck to me I watched the wheels fall off, then I ran out of despair I send n***as atcha' in broad day, just to air case Triggers'll click-clack your k**ers'll six-slack you, that's bare face Your single exceeds your rep, you ain't worth it to paraphrase You ain't worth a single step, and my circle a staircase [Chorus] You could be on the floor bleeding If you still actin' tough? (then yo) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up If you actin' like you gangsta, but a white flag waver (huh) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up Don't suddenly get hot, then start frontin' on ya block (uh-huh) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up If they run up with the drop, and you don't come off what you got (then yo) That's the way you get Timberlan'd up