[00:11.61]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:13.93]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
[00:16.94]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:19.52]Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh
[00:21.36]Get the ******* up
[00:24.13]Simon says, "Get the ******* up"
[00:26.37]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[00:28.65]Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
[00:31.65]Girls, rub on your ******* (Yeah!)
[00:34.40]Yeah, I said it, rub on your *******
[00:37.16]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[00:39.39]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[00:41.87]Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-*******'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed
[00:46.69]You all up in ya Range and *******t, inebriated
[00:49.44]Strayed from your original plan, you deviated
[00:51.95]I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
[00:54.46]Took my underground loot, without the gold
[00:56.73]You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood
[00:59.31]But when I'm in the street and *******t, it's all good
[01:01.98]I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider
[01:04.52]Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter
[01:07.56]Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
[01:09.58]If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point
[01:12.03]Get the ******* up
[01:15.65]Simon says, "Get the ******* up"
[01:17.84]Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[01:20.67]Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[01:22.85]Girlies, rub on your ******* (Yeah!)
[01:25.95]Yeah, ******* it, I said rub on your *******
[01:27.62]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[01:30.25]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[01:32.79]Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em
[01:35.24]Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
[01:37.96]Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
[01:40.24]And *******t don't start pumping till after 12pm
[01:42.86]Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em
[01:45.72]If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree—
[01:47.93]I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated
[01:50.53]Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it
[01:53.35]Some might even say this song is sexist-es
[01:56.04]'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
[01:58.46]Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es
[02:00.88]This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
[02:03.67]Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
[02:06.37]You holding up the wall then you missing the point
[02:08.46]Get the ******* up
[02:12.56]Simon says, "Get the ******* up"
[02:14.39]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[02:16.28]The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[02:18.55]Girls rub on your ******* (Yeah!)
[02:22.66]I said, rub on your *******
[02:24.06]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[02:26.31]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[02:29.11]New Jeru (Get the ******* up)
[02:31.94]Shaolin (Get the ******* up)
[02:34.48]Long Isle (Get the ******* up)
[02:37.01]Worldwide (Get the ******* up)
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