injury reserve - gtfu lyrics
[intro: jpegmafia]
get the f-ck up
(brrt, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
huh (n-gg-)
get the f-ck up
(wow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
uh, f-ck boy, get the f-ck up
get up off yo’ -ss, n-gg-
(blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
yeah, ho, get the f-ck up
(blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow, blow)
[verse 1: cakes da k!lla]
disenfranchised, beam me up in my white tee
me not gettin’ to the money, unlikely
somethin’ c-cky, the stiffest d-cks couldn’t top me
f-ck that cute sh-t, all the subbin’ don’t excite me
rather get my nails done, sip on somethin’ icy
catch me out in sydney, sippin’ on a icee
always on the hustle, ain’t no time for the link up
readjust my rhythm so these listeners could keep up
how i give you clout, you tryna ride or tryna son me
b-tch, i made a way for you f-ggots to get your money (facts)
minked in the winter, mesh crop when it’s sunny
can’t afford to act funny when you gettin’ to the money
gettin’ too close, please don’t touch
i ain’t say “simon says,” n-gg-, please back up (back up)
p-ssport stuntin’, you mta b-mmin’
don’t adjust the f-ckin’ judge unless i hit you with a summons
[verse 2: ritchie with a t]
(hold the f-ck up)
check it, yo, what’s up, n-gg-?
simon says door’s open, donut the truck, n-gg-
tuck in your chain, throw ‘bows in the function
if a n-gg- ain’t like it, tell him, “back up, n-gg-”
yuh, get back, n-gg-
i ain’t really f-ckin’ with none of these rap n-gg-s
we be b-mpin’ yo’ sh-t, sittin’, just fact-checkin’
we be b-mpin’ yo’ sh-t, sit and just laugh, n-gg-
i don’t wanna be that n-gg-
sh-t, i ain’t gonna be that n-gg-
sh-t changed, they don’t wanna see that n-gg-
you like stacey dash on bet, my n-gg-
if you pray, can you pray for these n-gg-s?
and if you don’t, can you pour one out for these n-gg-s?
simon says, “get your own sound, lil’ n-gg-”
all these cover bands lookin’ like clowns, lil’ n-gg-
[bridge: ritchie with a t]
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t playin’ with y’all
i ain’t trippin’, i ain’t playin’ with y’all n-gg-s
i ain’t sittin’, i ain’t politicin’, haitin’ on y’all
i ain’t really go in, waitin’ on y’all n-gg-s
y’all be rippin’, ain’t no real innovatin’ involved
i ain’t, i ain’t hatin’ on y’all, just had to tell you how it is
[verse 3: stepa j. groggs]
some of y’all take off fast, but forget distance
this a marathon, not a sprint, there’s a big difference
way too quick to react, save that for quint
got the game upset like the ’04 pistons
f-ck it, mask on, i’m so ready to rip ’em
i ain’t pourin’ out sh-t, but i will take a shot for ’em
sh-t, your mans talkin’ bad like this is not for him
tell that sh-t to your mans then, not forums
i ain’t got to say we hot, let the fans do it
try to p-ss on us, you shoulda land, stupid
malcolm butler on that -ss, interceptin’ trash
i told y’all, a box in the sand won’t ever last
no, for real, no, for real
i really, i really tried to tell these n-gg-s too, that’s what’s funny
malcolm butler on that -ss, interceptin’ trash
i told y’all, a box in the sand won’t ever last
[outro: jpegmafia]
(yeah, all these [?])
get the– get the f-ck up
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get the f-ck up, get the f-ck up
get the f-ck up, get the– get the f-ck up
get the f-ck up, get the f-ck up
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get the f-ck up, get the f-ck up
get the f-ck up, get the f-ck up
get the f-ck up, get the f-ck up
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