Apollo Brown, Joell Ortiz, Royce da 5'9" - Timberlan'd Up lyrics

[Apollo Brown, Joell Ortiz, Royce da 5'9" - Timberlan'd Up lyrics]

Uh that's the way you get Timberlan'd up
Yeah yeah
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
Haha, word up
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up huh
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up

Uh, if this was my first impression
I'd be not impressed
This generation held hands
And skipped a lot of steps
Don't need a navi to find
These people that I address
I had Rocawear in my dresser
These niggas rock a dress
Let's rewind to that play button
That I would press
My walkman never hopped off my hip
I'm Hip-Hop to death
And seem to still be breathing
I ain't leaving till I'm out of breath
Weezing, I'll still squeeze in some speaking
To get up off my chest
Don't toot horns, your hero? Lukewarm
If we sparred it'd be so hard to
Recover my shoehorn from his ass
I just laugh at the masses, I'm flabbergasted
The fact is, that we had average so long
We lowered the standards
I stand here as a stand-out act
And can't understand
How y'all all standing and clap at this rap
Like it's outstanding
I've withstanded enough
Take this bitch hand and a snuff
And I'll book you like promoters
That hit your manager up

You could be on the floor bleeding
If you still actin' tough? (Then yo)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
If you actin' like you gangsta
But a white flag waver (Huh)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
Don't suddenly get hot
Then start frontin' on ya block (Uh, huh)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
If they run up with the drop
And you don't come off what you got
(Then yo)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up

The problem with the shit you say
Is y'all just A-B-C
My father's a G, you D-A, I reside in the D
You ever try to play with me, must be A-D-B
You gon' have to hire Triple A
Just to fly the A-3-C
How could you kill a man who
You ain't socially psychotic as
I wrote this beat on papyrus
In the Pyramid in BC
You gon' see these Timberlands in 3D
You gon' be able to smoke the tree that's
On the side of these on GP
As far as war, man I'm' bout as prepared
As my grandma is for prayer
And I'm a rich player
No hand-outs at all, dawg
I rode this mothafucker, guns stuck to me
I watched the wheels fall off
Then I ran out of despair
I send niggas atcha' in broad day
Just to air case
Triggers'll click-clack your killers'll
Six-slack you, that's bare face
Your single exceeds your rep
You ain't worth it to paraphrase
You ain't worth a single step
In my circular staircase

You could be on the floor bleeding
If you still actin' tough? (Then yo)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
If you actin' like you gangsta
But a white flag waver (Huh)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
Don't suddenly get hot
Then start frontin' on ya block (Uh, huh)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up
If they run up with the drop
And you don't come off what you got
(Then yo)
That's the way you get Timberlan'd up

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