Are you ready baby? Are you ready? Then get the fuck up! Lemme hear some noise
There's definitely not enough people on the fuckin' floor There's definitely not enough people on the fuckin' floor
Get up get up (woo hah)
Wait just a minute I see your mouth movin' But I don't hear a word that you say Pop! mish mosh up in the brain I'm on my cycle Highways, my ways Are up and down like the dow jones I rock these microphones I don't exaggerate Keep it real and only speak about the shit I hate Don't hate the people just the ‘tudes The attitudes So lose the attitude, and I won't be fuckin' mad at you But if ya bitin' don't be frightened kid I'm sorta likin' whatcha stealin' Your open wound style needs some healin' Checked out by my flow I'm glad ya know Behind the spunk I got the phattest fuckin' live show You feel the tension The eyeballs in ya socket Can't comprehend how we rock it Ya can't stop it Ya like the ways that we livin' Ya need it Your demo tape, punk I inspect it, then reject it Who survives at the end of the day? But too much airplay huh? I'm gonna keep it all underground
Get up get up (woo-hah) Whattya know about this punk? Who's hot ? who's not ? Who ? who ? Who's hot ? who's not ?
Wait just a minute I see your mouth movin' But I don't hear a word that you say
Buck, hand grenades best describe the impaction. Can't get no satisfaction ya take it back What was you doin' back in '82? No need for answers just a thought for your mental Fallout shelter Heltah skelter The j bob bet ya, The beatle upset ya But I'm an easy rider like I'm henry fonda The kingpin bizkit That flows beyond ya Mental highways, my path ya can't stop The unexpected, so check ya roadblock Go black water, keep on rollin' Cause this mic is mine and I'm a keep on shinin on you.
Get up get up (woo-hah) Cambodia Whattya know about this, punk? Who's hot? who's not? Who? who? Who's hot? who's not?