Get Up lyrics ( Talib Kweli )
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We be blazin, so amazin
Everybody get up everybody get up
We be blazin, so amazin
Everybody get up everybody get up
Talib Kweli:
New year new record time to do bigger shit
Caught a plane to Cali link with my nigga
Quick
I fickled with the combination, we bomb the
nation but stay calm and patient
At the world got hyper hearing I'm musical
conversation
It's a beautiful situation right here
Givin birth on the track cuz the cipher stay
pregnant with ideas
And we rockin it, rock rock rockin it
Til the hater players put a sock in it
Poppin shit that you got to get cuz we properly
document
How cats look more like dicks than the Washington
monument
Phallicly tryin to challenge me but who you racin
with
Is amazin with lyrical lingerie, I be lacin
shit
We be blazin it so put it in the air with the
chronic
My lyrics like drugs got you hooked on my
phonics
From Brooklyn to Compton to Lounge to
Soundbombing
Still Rockin off the balance of options
Now if you got a spliff then (Put it in the
air)
If you wanna riff then (Put it in the air)
If you shakin your act (Put it in the air)
If you makin it loud (Put it in the air)
If you need a crib strapped then (Put it in the
air)
Take your hand off the gat and (Put it in the
air)
It's not your bud in the club (Put it in the
air)
Got nothin but love (Put it in the air)
They say my rhymes is too heavy I come thicker
than the fog
You get it when I retire and battle my
catalogue
Writin rhymes in my captain's log, black stardate
emcees
Fake like Egyptian gods in Stargate, lovin to
hate
But with all types of weight in they raps
I draw blood like mosquitos, y'all annoy like
gnats
Pop that around a brown cat get laid flat
Concrete adjust to the contours of your back
Quick where you at?
(Quick)
Yo I'm in the back room makin a run
Ain't even touched her and makin her cum
And you can catch me out in Portland with
Stoudamire
Everybody doin shows but I'm the hottest
flier
Bitches sayin "honest, I swear to
God"
Talkin like them believin her is so damn hard
Could you really blame a nigga if I fuck then
skate?
You didn't even pay that's why you flaunt the
date
All you did was eat salad, talk shit about niggas
and drink wine
And your answer kept changin cuz bitch you keep
lyin
Talkin bout "he make me sick"
"All he do is disrespect me keep callin me
bitch
And he only wanna fuck me when he off of that
dope"
What the fuck you think I'm here for, not to love
you I hope
All I'm bout to do is listen for a minute while I
get my drink bended
Introduce you to my dog Kweli and go up in it
Talib Kweli:
Now if you got a spliff then (Put it in the
air)
If you wanna riff then (Put it in the air)
If you shakin your act (Put it in the air)
If you makin it loud (Put it in the air)
If you need a crib strapped then (Put it in the
air)
Take your hand off the gat and (Put it in the
air)
It's not your bud in the club (Put it in the
air)
Got nothin but love (Put it in the air)
Now let me tell you how I am...
I'm mild mannered in the day, a superhero at
night
I got the special invite, I make your spot look
right
No ice, no Range, no bottle of champagne
and Half these motherfuckas can't pronounce the
name
I so cool why you hypin at the coffee shop
Hype niggas make girls be like "Get off me,
stop"
Real niggas like us, yo of course we rock
Cuz the game un-orthodox/ off top
You got cold feet, like a pro off ya socks
Always goin downtown pullin all the stops
Your breath smellin like fish from right off the
docks
that's How you lost your spot you're too hype
Light a spliff and (Put it in the air)
If you wanna riff then (Put it in the air)
If you shakin your act (Put it in the air)
If you makin it loud (Put it in the air)
If you need a crib strapped then (Put it in the
air)
Take your hand off the gat and (Put it in the
air)
It's not your bud in the club (Put it in the
air)
Got nothin but love (Put it in the air)
---We be blazin, so amazin Everybody get up
everybody get up--- x8
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