Get Up, Stand Up

Double I, Double I (X4)

[Fam]

Huh yeah, huh

This is all live, and all real

Niggas can't understand it

I don't know why they can't comprehend

Heh-heh, heh-heh

[Diesel (Fam)- {Both}]

I got a rugged step-back, cruddy-bat-smackin type of style

Meanwhile flip a freestyle

You know what I mean now?

Cos I've been down and kept down

Now I'm comin up

Pack a strap for roughin up

Don't you think of runnin up

(This is the music, so just use it to your benefit

Shit don't hit the Fam, my man, unless I stand in it

(So duck) what? (your face will get bucked up huh)

You've never been roughed up

(But I think it's up something)

All about income, so run your funds

Yo, we ain't the ones

(We are your friend with the nines)

Cos I get slick

(An' I get tough)

And we get rough

(So we gotta get) ROUGH

(Enough's enough, save the chatter

It don't matter

Knocked your grill and left, Fam

Cause I'm a grand slam batter)

Who, when, why? What the fuck's up?

Give it up for the rugged rough

{And we them same guys

That snuffed guys on the last cut}

Chorus-X4

Get up, stand up

Chump, throw your hands up

[Fam (Diesel) - {Both}]

Guess what? (what?)

Hard  Knuckles in the house

Swingin bolos at your heads

Knockin teethes out your mouth

Hey kids, what's that sound?

Razkals got it goin

The word's around the town

Eat a dick, lick quick

Like the chick, who's next to get hit

With a pile of thick shit

(Jump jump in), Jump jump out

(Are you ready for the Razkals), cos we in the house

(What?), nigga what?

(What?), nigga what?

(Like I told you before

We kick a limp with our strut)

{Don't ask why, who's that guy

Standin in the corner wid the puffy black eye

(Come, come around)

Tryin to see what's goin down

(If you wanna be found)

Lay around (Ill Town)

(What, wha, wha, wha, what)

Nigga, I don't wanna talk

Best to go for yourz

Or have your body lined in chalk

Chorus-X4

[Fam (Diesel)]

It ain't' easy being greasy

It's like greasy, that ain't easy

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When a sleazy hoe please me

(I used to swing a thing

Now swingin shit harder to deal with it

Take the bass to your face

And make sure a nigga feelin it

(Peel it, reveal it)

The skill, can I get ill with it?

(Yes, you can, if you're really fuckin feelin it)

I split your tongue with my fist

If you swung and you missed

Like I told you before

My 10 knuckles don't miss

When I'm pissed

(Who could it be

But the Diesel MC

Used to try to down my style

Now you're tryin to sound like me)

I got the knack to rip a track

(Just place your bat)

Leave you with some shoulders in the ass crack, Jack

(So you gotta), hit hard

(Hold your door), or get scarred

(Posse full of vic's

Straight niggas from the jail yard)

[Fam]

Nigga push that shit

Push it, push it, nigga

Yeah, yeah

Chorus-X4