Tragedy Khadafi - Stand Up (Remix) lyrics

[Intro x2: Lil Fame] Stand up! (Stand up! Stand up! Stand up!) [Verse 1: Tragedy Khadafi] Yo, flow aquatic, how I got it, neurologists can't spot it When I rhyme like King Tut's tomb before his flesh rotted Frank nephews in rhyme form, Osiris, verbal carnivore We're marauders and riders, we're the greatest who did it My cerebral is sick, I clap from the driver's side While I'm steering a whip, the builders in my hood bleed Every time that I spit, dead G's rise from the grave Nobody raised me, I'm just a boss that's self-made Salute the pedigree, never old school Just a veteran in perfection, when I spit it Like a n***a facing lethal injection You ain't cut from the same fabric as Tragic I ain't gotta rhyme, I breathe on a beat and it's a cla**ic Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ, but f** that I'm a modern-day messiah with mics Master the flow hard, all I know is to go hard [Hook: Lil Fame] You're in the presence of a legend right now, so stand up! (Stand up!) Don't violate, cause you get blammed up! You're in the presence of a legend right now, so stand up! (Stand up!) Don't violate, cause you get blammed up! You're in the presence of a legend right now, so stand up! (Stand up!) Don't violate, cause you get blammed up! (Stand up!) Violate me and you get blammed up! (Stand up!) Violate me and you get blammed up! (Stand up!) [Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi] Yo, I rhyme like immortals and titans when I'm writing Lighting striking a Vatican's Church is quite frightening Sultan of the streets, Dalai Lama of rap Queens back in the building were y'all never be at Yeah, don't stop, get it, get it, to this game I'm committed I write it and live it, spit it the most vivid I am lyricism in its finest, your highness When I'm rhyming like I'm fighting off a hundred lions Tyrant in defiance, who's jumping from Mount Zion Molecular structure make a swagged-out rapper suffer Bang unexpectedly like meteors over Russia Immaculate mac and all black, the villains struck, so So, no matter what, no matter what shorty swallowed The molly up, homey, but I ain't mad at her I damage a Similac rapper who lacks stamina The general is live on deck, I see him standing up [Hook] [Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi] I don't know what their mind is on, spitting vagina monologues We're the carnivores, and minor cause, what they rhyming for? Smack a rapper back to B.C. like a dinosaur Assa**inate tracks like the Mobb did to Hyman Roth Sick dialogue, predator rhyme, piranha jaws Modern-day Rome is where we crucify you on a cross Last of a dying breed, a rare species My solo release sees impeccable thesis [Hook]