ThiefofBaghdad - Up lyrics

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ThiefofBaghdad - Up lyrics

Get up Get up Get up Get up Jump (get up) Jump (come on) Jump (get up) x4 Said, mother-f**er, when I get up- I'll stick you the ditch and b**h, you get stuck If you really be thinkin' you're dope Well, I got a rope that you can piss up Like a Ween song You ain't on the sh** I've been on Couldn't even begin to sing a piece of my theme song Rock with me now, get caught up in the rhyme Get up, and when I say get up- ain't talkin' gettin' high I be talkin' gettin' fly, fresh- yes, whatever you call it Terminology gotta be on the dime and in the pocket Not a prophet, I ain't gonna cure no damn disease I just wanna get up and hit the ceiling when the beat hits- Me I get a feeling so serene when I'm beastin'- Flows that these people cannot compete with Now peep it Keepin' it loud like Ethan's car Speakin' in the ring till the king departs They all wanna see Jarv and the beats he keeps in charge If we can start to vibe with it, I would get by- With a mind on a rhyme and a diamond design Meaning it's strong and it bond with the- High-degree heat beat that Thief provide Get up Get up Get up Get up Jump (get up) Jump (come on) Jump (get up) x4 Hey listen man, you know it doesn't matter what the victims say I rock to the rhythm any given day Never been even a bit afraid To contain em with a phrase They could never begin to say I spray with the mind flow, Nate on a dyno Couldn't register- man, I break it and I go Home with another poem on the dome Soul of a ghost and a horn of a rhino Oooooo Tearing a hole in your back Nowhere to go when the flow's intact Double backflip when I bash in your skull cap with a vocal axe Slash, so bad- get it open In fact, you'll be broken and holdin' my sack Roping 'em in, la**oing the cattle, Jack Ain't nobody holdin' me back It's like that with a flow-type-phat Double-bogey, the foe get exact Nobody know where the bro Coulda known how to flow like that No hope for the whack So many go with the loco notion they might attack But I fold 'em in half when I rap like a madman Slapped with a backhand They're in a herd, but I'm over the pack Yeah, that's good I wanna stay over heads I don't wanna say what they woulda said They could never make me break or deflate Nate's gonna be great- no less Unless you get your sk**s up- You don't wanna feel it build up Gather round, feel the sound I ain't down, I'm still up- yeahh