Get Up

[Verse 1] Yo it should be a crime The way I murder these rhymes I flip Hanukkah lines Because I'm done lit this mic up over 7 times I shine I glitter Niggas is pussy like cat litter Who would ever consider this pepto bismol drinking nigga Bring a ruckas and I'll start shitting on you motherfuckers Cause the raps I give They running through your ass like a laxative Huh I could get drastic Like Rupaul swing that dry dick I get aggy when I hit I get you boombastic Cause Akinyele only give you boom back shit Original incredible lyrical hook for years But y'all wasn't trying to hear Like you hear them through (?) ears I kick it loud and clear Make you whisper like those motherfucking temptations is out Hey yeah I end careers By the pier like pliers This mic get iced once I cream niggas like Breyers Paper weight fires Play them both sides of the fence like barbed wires But I will make your whole entire empire retire Once I'm dressed in army atire All you hear is repeated gun fire Leaving your chest heated like clunky dryers [Chorus] We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up Yeah We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up So if you want to Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up (Gun Cocking Sound) I'll bust you down We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up [Verse 2] Even on a blind date You couldn't get with me I'll put these hot ass tecs on your neck And give you permanent hickies Leave you in lakes like Ricky Think that I was distributing whisky The way niggas be riding on me tipsy The rhyme chief maker, hittin punch lines Like a rapper who slammed his sister loose leaf paper It don't get no better than this I got that medicine For rock veterans I'm bad to the bone like skeletons Or some dracula shit Biting mics turning niggas into vampires Cause they can't get no light huh Kid can't you tell That it's the Aki-NYELE I be holding this shit down like a bucket ina well Jammed like hell And plus I rock your dome without stones The black stallion Pack the certified chrome to make you think I'm Italian From the way that I roam I drunk and stuck the microphones like BOOOO Niggas think it's dial tones And start looking for Miss Jones You clones Are soft like foam I like rap superstars out of their twilight ass zone Like doo doo doo doo doo doo doo When n n n n n What the hell you think it's the AK You be like huh what Like I'm yelling it's my beat huh what Nigga don't sleep [Chorus] We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up Yeah We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up So if you want to Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up (Gun Cocking Sound) I'll bust you down We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up [Chorus: Girl] We came to fuck you up (12x) [Chorus] We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up Yeah We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up So if you want to Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up (Gun Cocking Sound) I'll bust you down We came to fuck you right on up We came to fuck you right on up