P. Blackk - GitDaFunkUp! lyrics

[Verse P. Blackk] It be that six two, skinny dude More sharper than [ginsu?] In the cut, Bakers Club We hotter than mid-June ... I'm turning off your on switch Yeah you gotta make way for the flawless You talk back, what!? Speak up, n***a, you jawless Dog, All Terrain Gang Ya'll ready to bang bang The God's back, bust raw sh** that stay [sane?] When I say I got hits, I mean [an open ball of fist?] Ready to smack ya'll n***as, ya'll saying the same thing Uh, [P. Negro, haven't met?] my equal To literally see me is the only way you see [[dro-too]??] Literally beat me is the only way you [[be-dro?]] And I only got [s???] for momma You ought to go like Ghana [Fake] rappers know to shut their mouth when a real n***a rhymin' I'm like Ice Cube, John Lennon & a twist of Common PSSSH! Why rap? Go be a doctor We some [maxin?] G's Can't be around imposters Please, I'm keeping this music thing platonic I'm giving a little, but I've got to [mix?] a lot like [Islamic?] Who's the new rap savior, who's the prophet ?? I bet his only concern is making a prophet Well that's part of it My generation could change the world if we want I guess I'll be the start of it [ Hook] [Verse 2 ?] [I'm sicking of folks acting all deep Starting a Tumblr page, they acting all sheik?] Blogging a text post about how do you meet Well being a hispter nowadays is mainstream You ain't know? I'm tired of folks hating on the low You better be upfront about it or shut the f** up you ho Yo, I can't cool it now cause I'm mad Rich a** kids complaining they ain't get no iPad First world problems, you can't feed a n***a sh** But crying over them commercials with Sarah Mclachlan I'm sorry, getting over it That sh** ain't that sad They're is kids in Cambodia and Haiti trying to eat man And the motherland, and I don't watch the news Cause every story is about the brand new son of Sam And what you saying ?? If you ain't saying something You can't change nothing if you fronting Get the funk up [ Hook]