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Are you ready
Are you
Then get the up

Let me hear some
Theres definitely not people on the fucking floor
Theres not enough people on the fucking floor
You people on get up, woo ha

just a minute
I see mouth moving
But I dont hear a that you say
mosh

Up and my psycho highways
My up and down like the Dow Jones
I these microphones
I exaggerate

Keep it real and only speak about the I hate
Dont hate, you people the tudes, the attitudes
the attitude
And I wouldnt be mad at you

But if your fighting, be fighting
Kid, Im sorta what your stealing
Your open room needs some healing
out by my flow, Im glad you know

Behind this punk I got the fucking live show
You the tension the eye balls in your socket
You cant apprehend, Ill be rock it, you stop it
You like the we be living it

You need it your demo tape
Inspected then ejected who at the end of the day
to much air play
Huh, Im gonna keep it all on the

I need you help
Get up
Woo ha

What do you about this punk!?
Whos hot, whos

just a minute I see your mouth moving
But I dont a word that you say
Hand grenades describes the impaction
Leaving no

You take it back what was you doing in 82
No need for entrust, just the thought for your call out
Shelter the J, Ill bet ya the deal will upset ya
But Im an easy rider Im henry Fonda

The king pin that flows be on ya
The mental highways my path you stop the unexpected
So your road block, old black water keep on rolling
'Cause this mic is mine and Ill on shinning on you

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you know about punk!?
hot, whos not?