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​deleven – get up! lyrics

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[verse 1]
i need to go do sh-t just start producin’
the zero movement stuff is so useless, f-ck
i won’t find success show up randomly, it’s faux stupid luck
i know life’s a trek, no one’s handin’ me sh-t, dough, jewels, and bucks
or anything i’m trynna get if i just rest doing dope, booze, gin, drugs
on a broke stool with some old foolish bum, thinking to myself “i’mma mess
who commits homicide on potential, lets promise die, neglects it
when they could’ve become the next hit”
see, someone gets rich when they grind their -sses
not sittin’ in a recline chair slackin’
aw sh-t it’s like i’m there nappin’
while i’m doin’ that compet-tion is on the mic, they’re rappin’
i gotta hustle like i’m movin’ crack, put in a lotta muscle to get cash
as time’s zoomin’ past, ride’s losin’ gas, if i don’t reach my destination
i’ll be quite fumin’ mad at my stupid -ss, like “who is bad at lettin’ days slip instead of gettin’ famous?”
and because i blew this path, my talent’s wastin’ in a desolate bas-m-nt!

[pre-hook]
i got this ambitious side
i wanna be hot sh-t, slammin’ ‘em mics
get fans moshin’ and gettin’ hype
but i can’t do that if i keep living a toxic, damagin’ life

[hook]
get up! (get off your lazy -ss and get active)
get up! (you’ll be left behind if you don’t quit slackin’)
get up! (look at the time and see it’s p-ssin’)
get up! (i hope that gets you to change your damagin’ habits)

[verse 2]
life isn’t a piece of cake
succeedin’ takes elbow grease plus aim
so the weak just faint, fallin’, they fail to field some flames
they can’t be seizin’ days, that can’t be the way
i live, because as seasons change and i become grizzled and gray
i don’t want to have these rough sets of nagging regrets driving me insane as life fizzles away
that’s the effect of a life lacking tough sweat, it’s dull, just lame
so i gotta get cracking to break this cycle, it’s vital
if i don’t, i’m grabbing a red pistol to aim at my thick skull, kabang
detectives say “slumped in the closet, dead
sh-t’s full of brains after he offed his head”
the bestest way to prevent this fate is to stop spending all my time laying on this bed
i have to be daring when sh-t seems scary to gain cheese, gettin’ paid
is impossible when you cower, sleep, lettin’ days, hours, weeks be decimated
just leave ‘em to waste, sh-t that’s what happens when i say “f-ck action, i’d rather be relaxin’”
i’ll be some f-ggot, not achievin’ the greatness i could because i was slackin’

[pre-hook]
i have this hope of greatness
and it’s what keeps me from goin’ apesh-t
getting a gun and loadin’ a clip
then blowin’ brains b-tch

[hook]
get up! (motivating yourself may be a challenge)
get up! (but you won’t get sh-t with just talent)
get up! (you know there are some thousands)
get up! (all wanting to get crowned in the palace)

[outro]
what divides the top tier from the rest
they do not fear some rough sweat
makes ‘em stronger, how they got here was drudgin’
lots of people’s potential is wasted, squandered
and yours will be too if you keep waitin’ longer
so get off your -ss and put days in on work, get up!



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