Brown Bag AllStars - Get Up lyrics
[Brown Bag AllStars - Get Up lyrics]
I just licked the fuckin’ pop filter
Step down, we step up
You let down, we next up who’s the best now?
Check how the Brown Bag get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
These kids are too cool
Still not as tight as us
The vocals biting ears just like Tyson does
So, chew it up and spit it out
Bruise you chumps sitting down music once a
What the fuck’s the difference now?
Give the gift of sound
We package up the best
These rappers with the swagger
(please) still lacking all the rest
This reflects the days when
Artists had a breath
‘Cause nowadays MC’s got cardiac arrest
Ayo, BB the movement
Light the fluid when I lose it falling out
Got cats calling out to the music
Like me-ow, see child
We wild while we do this
No need to test that we the best, son
We proved it who gets
As live as this when it’s in your system
A mixture between and the neck victim
Get some amp
You don’t stand a chance when he’s rippin’
It’s BBA and dinner’s ready, nigga
Let’s get them
Raw, imma give it to ya
I fucked a pigeon named Olivia
Until I caught myself chlamydia
They said "you crazy Soul
So we could rid of ya"
Didn’t care ‘till they said
Women can’t visit ya
Broke out the nut house with
Both of my nuts out get punched
Still talk shit through a bust mouth
I’m Soul Khan you know me
I only drink breast milk and Olde E
Step down, we step up
You let down, we next up who’s the best now?
Check how the Brown Bag get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
Step down, we step up
You let down, we next up who’s the best now?
Check how the Brown Bag get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
These kids are too cool
Still not as tight as us
The vocals biting ears just like Tyson does
So, chew it up and spit it out
Bruise you chumps sitting down music once a
What the fuck’s the difference now?
Give the gift of sound
We package up the best
These rappers with the swagger
(please) still lacking all the rest
This reflects the days when
Artists had a breath
‘Cause nowadays MC’s got cardiac arrest
Ayo, BB the movement
Light the fluid when I lose it falling out
Got cats calling out to the music
Like me-ow, see child
We wild while we do this
No need to test that we the best, son
We proved it who gets
As live as this when it’s in your system
A mixture between and the neck victim
Get some amp
You don’t stand a chance when he’s rippin’
It’s BBA and dinner’s ready, nigga
Let’s get them
Raw, imma give it to ya
I fucked a pigeon named Olivia
Until I caught myself chlamydia
They said "you crazy Soul
So we could rid of ya"
Didn’t care ‘till they said
Women can’t visit ya
Broke out the nut house with
Both of my nuts out get punched
Still talk shit through a bust mouth
I’m Soul Khan you know me
I only drink breast milk and Olde E
Step down, we step up
You let down, we next up who’s the best now?
Check how the Brown Bag get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up
Brown Bag, get up brown Bag, get up