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