Everybody Come Up

Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Yo, I'm 'bout to wreck it, so check it out, but no grimmin' please
When will these brothers act like we ain't enemies
My pants ain't saggin', and I ain't callin' women "B"s
I'm not a thug, nor am I yellin' obscenities
I was a thug, didn't think it was cool though
You callin' me a thug was like you tellin' me, "You slow"
So why glamorize it? It's nothing to be proud of
Somethin' I'm ashamed of, I had to grow out of
Hey thugs, ballers, or whatever you call it
Would you be proud about bein' an alcoholic?
Naw, so quit behavin' like a two year old brat when he act out
It's like a crackhead braggin' about bein' cracked out
I'm not a player hater, don't you misunderstand
Look, I'm lovin' the player, I'm just hatin' the playin'
So take off the blinders, so you can see what I'm sayin'
Yo, kids play, but I'm a grown man...
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up! Yeah
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up! That's right
Come on, get up, now get down!
Yo, with this beat, I'm givin' every fool a chance
To get down, unless you are too cool to dance
Or maybe you don't have joy because you don't believe in God
Or maybe you're thuggin', but half of y'all ain't even hard
You fake, wannabe thug, you wanna fight do ya?
Why don't you be yourself, boy, I can see right through ya
I use to be a thug, but I had to move on
While you're standin' there poutin', I'll be gettin' my groove on
I can't stand Hip Hop, I rhyme with purity
I'm sick with it, Doc, don't you try to cure me
Surely to have you drunk, like a spiritual brewery
My Light shinin', like that bling on your jewelry
Don't need a gun, 'cause the Lord is my security
Thirty-nine, not ashamed, flowin' with maturity
Made a love connection with God, like Chuck Woolery
Having you wishin' that you were me...
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up! Yeah
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Check it... Everybody come up outta the mess dude
If your life is lookin' like a spiritual cesspool
It's nothin' but the devil tryin' to get you
Out of God's will, 'cause he truly detests you
Yes boo, and you gotta wrestle with flesh too
I know it's stressful, but you gotta press through
And I got good news, better yet, it's the best news
To have you jumpin' for joy, and bustin' your best move
I'll address you, and I'm on a quest to
Glorify God, yo I ain't tryin' to impress you
I'm tryin' to bless you, and lead you to guess who?
It's J – E – S – U – S to the rescue
When you were yet a sinner, He considered you special
You're separated from God, but He reconnects you
He's Lord, and you need to believe and confess to
That for fresh new start...
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
All y'all, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up! Everybody
Come on, get up, now get down!
Everybody come up!



Credits
Writer(s): Rasheed Jeffries, Mitchell Jones Ii
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