DJ Mitsu The Beats, eLZhi - Get 'Em Up lyrics

A spit a striking collage once
The mic is massaged
Thought you could see me but you couldn't
It's like a mirage i'm the best thing
I've had drama that stress bring
To blowin' cess rings at the
Crib in my west wing i'm super great
Know the scoop once your crew is ate
Cause what I write is as tight
As the chick you gotta lubricate
No need to recuperate and to stoop to hate
I'm in a Coupe with house
Stupid as Snoop's estate
Decrease your pride, I provide you a piece
You wish
My beasts inside was tied to a leash
Cause in the booth son I'm the truth serum
The only time I lie is on a track
When the rhyme apply
I, stay on the model's lips
Haters get the hollow tips
For them I wouldn't twist my wrist
And let the bottle drip
High as them Apollo trips
I'm pushin' Monte Carlo whips
And flow like the current in
Water that swallow ships
I'm at your services
Just a third of this is murderous
Makin' me the nicest you heard
Exist between bird and fish breathin'
Since I was teethin' be even
Scoopin' up dimes? Cleveland?


And I gets down i gets down for my crown
Many clowns hit the ground
Going round after round
Was found in the sound
More profound then a noun
And it's bound to withstound and
Get around through your town i gets down
You, you get 'em up yo, I gets down
You, you get 'em up yo, I gets down
You, you get 'em up

While you tryin' to reach the tippy
Top standin' on your tippy toe
I'm firin' up the finest herb
That a hippy blow i'll spit a flow you never
Heard from the lip befo'
Then watch me slide like a
Ride on a slippery slope
Day, there's no way I'll ever go astray
Bullet you fucks better duck when I pull it
Your son will lay scathed
Many often are slain for not
Comin' off of the chain like a runaway slave
I stay
Buildin' the bars that imprison the poetry
Once the sentence is given
I'm driven to throw the key
I got this thing locked
Now let the king lock
You heard that they call me dope, man
But, I don't slang rock
Check what my fist wrote and fuck a misquote
Skeet in a miss throat
If she, smell like a fish boat
I'm iller than a triple six coat
You can drown and be found face
Down where my piss float
The fly don icon, swift as a python
Drinkin' dry wine, feet kick up like tae kwon
Do, I gets high on the low
And my heat blow like I
Know the sky's gonna snow

And I gets down i gets down for my crown
Many clowns hit the ground
Going round after round
Was found in the sound
More profound then a noun
And it's bound to withstound and
Get around through your town i gets down
You, you get 'em up yo, I gets down
You, you get 'em up yo, I gets down
You, you get 'em up

Yeah, nigga it's like that it's
Goin' down detroit city
In the house nigga what up my man
Guilty Simpson fat Ray, Black Milk, DJ Diz
My nigga Hex Murda, MarvWon
Dreadknots, Fat Killers
What up though? It's goin' down nigga
You ain't know? yeah detroit all
The way to Japan baby fuck y'all
Fake ass niggas we out