Rock It Productions - Get Back Up lyrics

(Intro) Imma have a lovely lady called Anna sing to you guys for a minute Can't trust no weak a** n***as (Chorus) You can't let nobody stand in your way! You just gotta get back up, yeah! You just gotta get back up, oh! And take down everything that you cannot change now You just gotta get back up, yeah! You just gotta get back up, oh! (Verse 1) I'm superb. The super I intend to be high calibur Let you know, I'm the one, but I ain't in my prime Better yet, I'm self reflecting; I don't need a light to shine Closest you are to a 10 is you gripping a 9 You ain't feeling me? You definitely deaf or you lying They just wanna punch me down; they must think I'm Hawaiian I learned how to take a loss; I don't do it often I'm tryna run the game, till I suffer from exhaustion Damn, I'm 18 now. Achieving the dream now Want the level of fame where I could make people scream I believe that I could do it; f** you if you think I can't It's a long shot, I know; you just don't understand See the lack of black brothers that actually go to college School or not, shoutout to you if you serious bout your knowledge I learn, I burn, but most of all wait my turn God got a plan for me, so I'm never concerned (Chorus) (Verse 2) I mean yeah I'm something new, but why these people be trying me? You listen to the gossip, not the facts; call 'em Blake Lively Live & in charge; they be calling me fee I got that Scorpio power; bring the stinger out like a bee That's why they much rather listen to me spitting on MP3 I love when people think they know me; they ain't sipping no tea I got a slick mouth, so I gotta Jheri curl n***as Fake n***as say they real; best of both world n***as Ain't no Hannah Montana b**h; excuse my French! When I get up in the game, your only play is the bench You see I finish what I start; first to cross the race line Got the bars leaving egg on your face, like mace Got 'em clocking outta work, like a leave of absence Talk is cheap; there is nothing speaking louder than your actions My words, I mean Attain the dream Throwing dirt up on my name, like your laundry is clean (Chorus) (Verse 3) If your mission is to f** with me; nah Plan B! You make it rain, I'm tryna make it Hurricane Sandy Double entendre. Do you know what I mean? Your story never added up & I ain't talking a mean Everybody asking "If the rap don't work, then whats your back up?" I guess I'm on such a high to where I feel like it'll have to work Like calm down though! You ain't got the crown though You at the bottom! Ain't even make it outta town though That was a reminder to myself, guilty consciences Didn't go to college meanwhile avoiding the consequence Moving on ahead; gotta clockwise on 'em Never give a hater time of day; I despise all 'em! I could be a statistic & get in trouble, go to jail Or successful, meaning black deprivation will heal Because imma savage everybody know my rhyming is lavish I'm so co*ky, but yet I'm humble; elevating my status Yeah! (Chorus) x2 (Outro) Boss! Fiendix! Anna! One time on 'em Get Back Up! Urban Legend Has It: The EP The experience The savior The one *chuckle* Yeah!