lx one – get them hype lyrics
[vocals: illaman]
[intro]
get them hype, get them hype, get them hype …
i told this man i ain’t playing
i come to light the whole place quick
i’m too dirty on the mics
hold the wickedest fights[?]
i come to [?]
[verse 1]
yo
on track like a train is
i spit the hot shit to leave everything flaming
far from rich; man ain’t baiting[?]
illaman sick though, dirty blading[?]
no comparison, career get tainted
i go pub, i get wasted
i roll through the darts and hype up the ravers
and when i touch mic electrify tasers
you don’t cut the mustard, [?] store pop
look fly busted, trust fund b-st-rd
pc to tim, rap with my partners
we ignite; they can’t spark it
move like light but bring darkness
talk of lens[?] but no barking
i don’t spit lengs[?] just bars that you [?]
hamburger, i’m certified savage
i beat the tune; that’s p-money mad
in the pub all day like some kind of lad
in the rave onstage your girl skanking
do it for the love, do it for the fans
do it to wipe these mcs off the map
you can’t rep with a chap from the pc camp
get lit like a spliff [?]
heavy artillery, blood clot type[?]
spray like machine and we k!ll them all dead
move like a mystery, baffling heads
while they moving like phantoms [?]
spray up like fountains, leave them dead
[?] up the mainframe, going for next[?]
when i start fling[?], i go in
take off your head like i was the mad king
instant death like b-mblebee stings
[refrain]
get them hype, get them hype
i told this man i ain’t playing
i come to light the whole place quick
i’m too dirty on the mics
hold the wickedest fights[?]
i come to [?]
i told this man i ain’t playing
i come to light the whole place quick
dirty on mics
hold the wickedest fights[?]
i come to [?]
get them hype, get them hype, get them hype …
[verse 2]
yo, uh
from the intro to outro the flow stay gully
you can’t spot me, i ain’t no one’s buddy
get yam like a patty
get burned, turn uppy
run man’s pants like a real bill murray
ice-cold flow like ice in the freezer
stay on the wave like a lifelong neezer
when i talk p, ain’t talking peanuts
i’m talking cash. what? idiot
word to pc, word to dp
word on my life i will burst words deep
get up, go work, spit, sleep
you get up, gaze, buy too much weed
mcs are weak, mcs are shit
these mcs are swag, i’m capital beast
this i to l to the dancehall pick[?]
i rock the spot, turn the mic [?]
[outro]
get them hype, get them hype, get them hype …
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