Black Sheep - Gotta Get Up Lyrics

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Black sheep ready to nova i gotta get up and get over

Yo lisle lisle put a put a little

Little bit of bit of the layer on my voice please?

Lawnge what's up we gonna do these drops or what

Yeah and it goes a little something like

The freelance designer yo yo come on let's get this shit going

Dres the impeccable nigga's on the mic and flowing

For those who made the purchase or came out on the streets

Black sheep bow your heads 'cause we're about to break beats

City lights shining with the ill timing

My glare everywhere don't stare 'cause my shit's blinding

I think i think niggas best not blink

'cause they stink and i'm looking at 'em pretty in pink

With a passion i want to put a gash in your ego

Your flavour's artificial a goddamn placebo

Black you can't believe it you gotta dry heave it

Fake niggas can't achieve it fake bitches can't be-weave it

From the streets of new york to where i be on the ladder

Fatter got your bitch saying "baby what's the matter?"

As a matter of fact it's dres the knuckle-dragger

With a fresh manicure so i got my cloak and dagger

I roam with the grifters my game's ever true

My style's old skool like the new school review

I gets biz on and on for days

And amaze with plays for non-gays queens

Nah fuck that queens i ain't hushing

I'm crushing mafucks with a bumrush from flushing

A member me getting busy with gmc

Back when rick was fresh and slick the nigga doug e

Yeah tiki doing the freak b

Backtrack a bit before the baby beat me

Got more peoples than any seen in the video clip

And we was getting life's desires from a strip

Hand to handler and the gambler

Give me the eggs black i'm the scrambler

You too a mafucking lyric in a song

Helping that philly blunt shit catch on

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Popote light the bat pass the shit to az

Pass the shit to lord yo lord give the shit to me

Yo wild pass the shit to skip skip roll another

The brother light's about to flip

It's buckwild bland with the horrifying team:

Homicide cess doctor sharjean

My nigga black ron steve o val amar jr reese

Popo ­ peace born to ke and all my peoples that be

But foremost the whole fucking vargas family

We wrote the scripts and the times were fit

Original new york new jack city type shit

Now we still we make moves only to different grooves black

Sheep in fact get back it's simple as that this

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I gotta get mine yo it's time to prevail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I paid my respect the cheque's in the mail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I gotta come krill yo my skills won't fail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

Been holding my breath yo it's time to exhale

Back in the days of bullshit when i was a small guy

Taking the train home as i roamed but still i

Never had a clue of what i was going to do

To you to you and you and you and you too

Make the world jump the girls hump collect a lump

And make your speakers pump 'back on the scene

Crispy and clean' yo the rap title's redeemed

So you can save it for your next dream

Black sheep is taking rap to the extreme

We got you coming back for more like a crack fiend

But now i stick with nothing but my own clique

I'm getting paid for what? talking about my dick

It's my prerogative sucker

Now you can tell your father that i'm the motherfucker

On the tv no you can't see me

'cause i'm on the dl hiding from the industry

Niggas that be getting on my nerves

Trying to find the fucking beats that we preserve

See i've been digging in the crates for a minute

Even my grandma's believe i was up in it

Taking it breaking it trying it flying it

I didn't have the money so shit i wasn't buying it

I had to take what i could get and be happy with

Not only records but clothes and food and shit

Niggas trying to get over on niggas trying to get over on

Niggas trying to get over

That's why i stay refined and never think about the other kind

Fake niggas trying to get mine

I had to hold my head despite what was being said

I used to wish that i had some lead

That i could buck off but then i got my luck off

Away from carolina yo i had to step the fuck off

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I gotta get mine yo it's time to prevail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I paid my respect the cheque's in the mail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

I gotta come krill yo my skills won't fail

Gotta get up get up gotta get over

Been holding my breath yo it's time to exhale

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