Get Back Up
What we gon' do when we fall
Get back up
All alone and they step, call in
My back up
Stomp fools, tell em I love how
You act up
And act tough, man. I'm serving
Up bad luck
Like how you had buck, bastard, radish
Cashless matchstick
With nothing to swipe
Average passionless
Swiper no swiping like
Your light is a pipe
Finite is the pie
High time that it's mine
Toss land mines
At they jaw lines
When I was a kid
I lived like a wall fly
Eyes open mouth shut
Cut em when I feel like
What once was wet
Now left out to dry
In your girls guts
When I go home she cry
I know her mans' in a rut
While my life feels right
The ultimate joke is
That hoe has no mind
I don't pay her, give
her d for a minute
Pin up a note like, Ha
See you later you midget
Grab my clothes I'm a player
Stained shirt wind breaker
King of the change-up, but
I'm a never-changer, an
Alien invader, spaceship
Soothsayer, matte black
Tesla drive me back to
The Acres, I'm no one's savior
This poison is labelled
Hankering for a taste
Of contortion I'm told
Opponents wanna be bold
But left out in the cold
Bent and not bending
In a snap back defending
Hoping for a happy-ending
I get back up
I'm always on the offensive
I get, I get, uh
F yo clique kid
Ya'll some limp d
I'm on this s
Blast offa my own fits
Laughing like the Joker
Show em to the closer
My blower stay out cuz
Kilos in the couch
Dangerous attributes
In an atypical town
Anger us, your body be
The next one found
The last one out
Judging by your eyes
Next ground down
Your mom like damn
My son died over an ounce
I move and you hesitate
I'm faster to the pounce
Harder with a punch
Sober unlike my Father
Who died penniless and drunk
I stay buck, whuddup
B come get some
I'm feeling myself
If I never did
You'd never find out
This s is forever and
I've never felt doubt
Thrill you for the hunt
Trill as up above
Hills and skyscrapers all
Scrapping for some stunt
Chatters worth a f
Balls deep in the duck
Calling card in your Aunt
Fallen stars on the front
I have what you want
All of their love
I have what you want
All of their love
I get back up
Always on the offensive
I have what you want
All of their love
I get back up
Always on the offensive
I have what you want
All of their love
Get back up
All alone and they step, call in
My back up
Stomp fools, tell em I love how
You act up
And act tough, man. I'm serving
Up bad luck
Like how you had buck, bastard, radish
Cashless matchstick
With nothing to swipe
Average passionless
Swiper no swiping like
Your light is a pipe
Finite is the pie
High time that it's mine
Toss land mines
At they jaw lines
When I was a kid
I lived like a wall fly
Eyes open mouth shut
Cut em when I feel like
What once was wet
Now left out to dry
In your girls guts
When I go home she cry
I know her mans' in a rut
While my life feels right
The ultimate joke is
That hoe has no mind
I don't pay her, give
her d for a minute
Pin up a note like, Ha
See you later you midget
Grab my clothes I'm a player
Stained shirt wind breaker
King of the change-up, but
I'm a never-changer, an
Alien invader, spaceship
Soothsayer, matte black
Tesla drive me back to
The Acres, I'm no one's savior
This poison is labelled
Hankering for a taste
Of contortion I'm told
Opponents wanna be bold
But left out in the cold
Bent and not bending
In a snap back defending
Hoping for a happy-ending
I get back up
I'm always on the offensive
I get, I get, uh
F yo clique kid
Ya'll some limp d
I'm on this s
Blast offa my own fits
Laughing like the Joker
Show em to the closer
My blower stay out cuz
Kilos in the couch
Dangerous attributes
In an atypical town
Anger us, your body be
The next one found
The last one out
Judging by your eyes
Next ground down
Your mom like damn
My son died over an ounce
I move and you hesitate
I'm faster to the pounce
Harder with a punch
Sober unlike my Father
Who died penniless and drunk
I stay buck, whuddup
B come get some
I'm feeling myself
If I never did
You'd never find out
This s is forever and
I've never felt doubt
Thrill you for the hunt
Trill as up above
Hills and skyscrapers all
Scrapping for some stunt
Chatters worth a f
Balls deep in the duck
Calling card in your Aunt
Fallen stars on the front
I have what you want
All of their love
I have what you want
All of their love
I get back up
Always on the offensive
I have what you want
All of their love
I get back up
Always on the offensive
I have what you want
All of their love
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Writer(s): Jacob Lodge
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