Verse One:
This track is for the fiend with caps for the unseen
The hippie that reeks, using Axe to make him clean
For my man with no options, trapped in the machine
Wrapped up in their scheme, his ass is a Marine
For cats up on my team, Jack or is it Beam?
N.Y. in '03, ain't the blackout that I mean
I pass out on the scene, my ass out of my jeans
Girl laying next to me that has doubts 'bout self-esteem
I'm still hoping I get the rash out with the cream
No cash out the machine, this max-out is routine
I'll ask about the green, the last drought was obscene
Took a paper clip, then I'll scrap crap out of the screen
My lap I have needs to rehab, I'm getting clean
She slap me cause I'm mean, the fact is she my queen
I'm sorry, love, I just got bastard in my jeans
His flask is what he needs, I'm basking in the weeds
I got no trust like it was [Michael] Jackson with your seeds
The masses that they lead is fascist for the greed
I spat this for my creed and Hash is what I breathe
Don't believe? Like your chick is on ???, you will bleed
It's Acid or the E, placid is the key
Plastered will I be when ashing on my knee
But that don't mean that you stop passing it to me
I'm stashing when I re [re-up], my ration is a P
Oh, the keys? No, I'm not dashing from no Ds
Feel the breeze, drunk and I'm crashing into trees
Don't clash and be at ease, this captain is diseased
Just rapping what he sees, more wax than fucking bees
Chorus:
Get Up, those who came to see a show
Get Up, those amazed to hear me flow
Get Up, you puffing on haze or is it dro?
Get Up, this kid is crazed and now you know
Verse Two:
Who thinks they're facing a threat? I get 'em placing their bets
But I think I'm going crazy, connect is lacing the cess
It's time to face it, I'm vexed, my mind is racing like ???
Gotta say it though, before I fall on my face and forget
What's the fucking point of college? An education then debt
A segregation attempt, should Angry say what he meant?
Naw, wait for consent cause people hate when you vent
Fuck them, got bigger worries, my girl is later than rent
???Fulminate??? by descent, so, yeah I bake 'til I'm bent
It's no wonder that the Father could never make me repent
If you say the Devil's waiting, I'm never taking the fence
I heard the way to Satan is dance, I hope I'm making some sense
It's a fifth everyday, at least the shit that I say
And I could double up off a flip of that yay
But I'm pissed at a ??? down in Piscataway [NJ]
Do I hate crime? Well, I threw my fist at a gay
It's Adderall and Vicodin, I gather ya'll would like him then
Naw, who am I kidding? You'd rather brawl and fight with him
Disturbed life, you heard the prick from the burbs right?
I'm hoping that my sister never gets a third strike
If she does, it's down to Newark [NJ] on the fucking turnpike
Disguise her as a steward, get her on the first flight
Yo, it must be all the piff in me, just caused an epiphany
Got a bad chick and I don't need no shit from Tiffany's
Fuckers that'll sin for me, yeah, I'm talking infamy
Got connects, I can pull more strings than a symphony
Take you out your misery, pain will be there visibly
Your girl give me brain, now I know who the wizard be
Listen how I spit it, B, I do this shit exquisitely
I am the epitome. You? You do this pitifully
They better learn to love me cause their's no way to get rid of me
They feeling this in Jersey all the way to fucking Italy
Chorus