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Get Up Lyrics

from welcome to: Our House

"Get Up" is track #6 on the album welcome to: Our House. It was written by De Wit, Jeffrey / Wilson, Tom.
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... Presents The Way It began
Lets see now
First thing I can remember is an evening years back
The four of us was together even then
And from that time on nothing was ever gonna be quite the same again
Yeah, especially us

G-G-God given, Im killin this bomb bidniz
Im calling rap that because I put my time in it
I-I dont mind being ready to die as long as this is at an arena
And we did it and my momma seen it
This is my arm swinging and my alarm ringing
Fighting against time but writing is on
Singing the light on my wall or just look how the mighty have fallen
You fell forward, say bye to them, say hi to Ryan mature
I cant (lose) cause God wont let me (lose)
Bet against me you can go (lose)
Anybody can tell you (nah) nah
I knew the cats knew I was down so I fell back
Hit the ground, landed on my feet vertical, fell back too, so you can (lose)
I will never lay down and (lose), I was definitely about to (lose)
Then Eminem came like (nah) nah
This shit is entertaining, listen to the shit they saying
Venom is spraying which is why all I know is
Im on a all time ultimate high inspired by all time low

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up

In these days life is short, shotsa try to end you
And this game is like a sport, compll try tro pen you
I leave the stage on life support when I rock the venue
If you aint got a knife and fork youre probably on the menu
If I aint make history before I left
It will be like using my last important breath before my death for snorting meth
More or less, I'm, Jordan-esque, I ignore the refs
I son you like you morphed into a Orphan yes
Nah, I never (lose) yeah, you said I would (lose)
My destiny said (nah), homie you in a Disney
Foolish as Judas, nigga youre lost
Now Im feeling like Black Jesus, wrong nigga to cross wont (lose)
If I refuse to (lose) the fact that I used to (lose) is making me say (nah)
This is how we attacking it, for rappers who passionate
Took the idea of a group and re-imagined it without planning it
Now the whole planet has to admit thats the shit

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up

Anybody I'll invite into a crazy party
Have some fun, blocking the sun with the Shady on me
These women they feeling like skin, baby, they be on me
My flow water for sure, Im a great tsunami
Im with my awesome clique on another touring trip
From front of the stage all the way back to the door it's thick
Like secretly filming a mob, we recording hits
What a fucking lifestyle, maybe thats why I'm on my dick
(Lose) Man, I ain't about to (lose) I dont know how to (lose)
You beating the yaowa (nah) Mr. Ortiz I got you
Cant find a reason not to, my ink, take 'em to church
Guess you could call it pentecostal, man Eminem told me (lose) yourself
So how can I (lose) focus, you roaches
In combat so war? (nah), but if yall need me to make it clear, for no slightly appear
Like a flat in a snowstorm with no gas we aint going nowhere
We the sixty minute group, this year going to be our year!

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up

A mysterious showman of skill, imposing my will
A visionary, want me with my back to the ground, I aint with the missionary
Walk in my shoes and reap all of that gain
Along with every invisible wall that accompanies fame
Louis Vuitton frames cover the scars that go with stardom
Got enemies that I birthed these bars is for both pardon
So I taught me to steal plate, they threatening me from behind a condom
But you cant scream, fuck me! Then feel safe you just (lose)
Some people are praying I (lose), I thought I was set up to (lose)
Then Slaughterhouse came like (nah) nah
So I live by a real simple philosophy
If you stay grounded watch God keep giving you reasons not to begin (lose)
Its not in my plan to (lose), if I still happen to (lose)
Is that even possible (nah), keep that out of my reach
Still Im praying the shit get manifested
Let the flow stage dive and hope for the fans to catch it
If you ever aproached a fear you should understand the message

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick are you gonna get up

The rest, what they say, is history

Songwriters
DE WIT, JEFFREY / WILSON, TOM

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