Prodigy - 04. Get Up Get Off



You got to get up if you wanna get 
 
I hate people that ain?t movin? their shoes 
And I hate everybody that I see not feelin? my groove 
I like rhymes that be quick as we be takin? the bar 
But I hate everybody that don?t like electric guitars 
 
And I hate people who think they can dose up their medicine 
Fuckin? with venom and I twista show them the force 
I?d like to see somebody talkin shit get turned up a corpse 
Only model with the ones that got the wickedest drawers 
Kick it with ya?ll 
 
But I hate phony ass people and I hate having no dro 
And I hate bitchy-ass clubs that don?t be havin' no bitches 
That break it down to the floor and I hate when I can?t help somebody 
And I hate when I ain?t got dough, and I hate everyone feelin' twista 
And prodigy rockin? music party music control 
 
You?ve got to get up if you wanna get off 
 
Keep your eyes open so I can stop you from blinkin' 
Make you feel try to see what you?re thinkin' 
Through the hole in your dome while I?m holding my own 
Get so cold in the zone I?m destroying my clone 
 
I can fill the fuckin? room up with torture and pain 
Lyrical is coursing my veins 
It?s the trilogy of terror from my era 
Agility that I scare ya because I hate ya?ll

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