Bizzy Bone - Get Ya, Get Ya lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Roll that blunt (yeah)
Give me another toke homie we ridin, pimp

Ooh, I guess they don't know
I'm finna call up David
And we marchin on them quickly
To the South Pole
So what they wanna do with us? Uh
Finna get'cha get'cha
Uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha

Lord, crush they numbers daddies eyes can see
I know Jesus carry me
He ever need me I'm there verily
I love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food
Without the children
Or the child shall lead to mommy
Daddy love me I'm chillin
Bless the world if it's possible
I cry on my knees praise the Lord
God almighty the creator of all lightning
Ass booty and cattle, blood stop
I'm feelin the brain waves rattlin
Tryna stop what we got
Ain't seen no cops come
Stone cold producer, bad to the bone
I ain't no sell out better leave him alone
I'll clear this bitch out
Shut the fuck up out of they pencil
Walls and then shake that dust
Fuck the lust, non-physical
Now they got me in cuffs - one love

Ooh, I guess they don't know
I'm finna call up David
And we marchin on them quickly
To the South Pole
So what they wanna do with us? Uh
Finna get'cha get'cha
Uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha

Deep in the mind where they question me
What do you want to know?
I don't know nothing
But, I heard that legend tellin
Me take it slow
Finna be, within the body this is a blessin
Better get rid of whatever you need
You better go get it remember
To plant that seed
While I'm dead holdin the microphone
Closer to the spirit
Clearly I get that jealousy somehow
I just don't fear it
I blame nothin and it's surrounded
We're surrounded and trapped
Come up off that bullshit, pulpit
Feelin the fact everywhere we lack
In the battlefield the shit like that
Baby we serious and I'm not curious
You tell 'em to watch that
Ideologies remember scientologies
Isn't it bloody enough? Fuck it
We are the soldiers in the rucket rough
Runnin from the spiritual po-po
Don't act like you don't know though
Cause I don't know either
So y'all relax and take a breather
Drink a liter then roll we gotta
We gotta find somewhere to
Leave for our souls

Ooh, I guess they don't know
I'm finna call up David
And we marchin on them quickly
To the South Pole
So what they wanna do with us? Uh
Finna get'cha get'cha
Uh, finna get'cha get'cha get'cha get'cha

I call up my uncle let me
Cop some fuckin Mary Jane
We been out here grindin steadily
Climbin each and every day
Fucker don't test us come and arrest us
Show me how we play
Feelin me with the spirit
Fight you back like I was anime
Quick to have a baby sick as fuck
And jump right on the stage
Comin up out that limo pockets swollen
Payin attention to everything I say
Open up my mind with a prayer
As I worship the Lord Jesus
The Dragon Slayer verily, verily I'm reborn
Tarnished and torn
Burnin up I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin warm I'm tellin 'em turn
It up, turn it up, turn it up
Tarnished and torn
Burnin up I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin warm I'm tellin 'em turn
It up, turn it up, turn it up
Don't burn