Akinyele
Get Up
[Verse 1]
Yo it should be a crime
The way I murder these rhymes
I flip Hanukkah lines
Because I'm done lit this mic up over 7 times
I shine
I glitter
N***as is pu**y like cat litter
Who would ever consider this pepto bismol drinking n***a
Bring a ruckas and I'll start sh*tting on you motherf**kers
Cause the raps I give
They running through your a** like a laxative Huh
I could get drastic
Like Rupaul swing that dry d**k
I get aggy when I hit
I get you boombastic
Cause Akinyele only give you boom back sh*t
Original incredible lyrical hook for years
But y'all wasn't trying to hear
Like you hear them through (?) ears
I kick it loud and clear
Make you whisper like those motherf**king temptations is out
Hey yeah
I end careers
By the pier like pliers
This mic get iced once I cream n***as like Breyers
Paper weight fires
Play them both sides of the fence like barbed wires
But I will make your whole entire empire retire
Once I'm dressed in army atire
All you hear is repeated gun fire
Leaving your chest heated like clunky dryers

[Chorus]
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
Yeah
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
So if you want to
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
(Gun C*cking Sound)
I'll bust you down
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up

[Verse 2]
Even on a blind date
You couldn't get with me
I'll put these hot a** tecs on your neck
And give you permanent hickies
Leave you in lakes like Ricky
Think that I was distributing whisky
The way n***as be riding on me tipsy
The rhyme chief maker, hittin punch lines
Like a rapper who slammed his sister loose leaf paper
It don't get no better than this
I got that medicine
For rock veterans
I'm bad to the bone like skeletons
Or some dracula sh*t
Biting mics turning n***as into vampires
Cause they can't get no light huh
Kid can't you tell
That it's the Aki-NYELE
I be holding this sh*t down like a bucket ina well
Jammed like hell
And plus I rock your dome without stones
The black stallion
Pack the certified chrome to make you think I'm Italian
From the way that I roam
I drunk and stuck the microphones like BOOOO
N***as think it's dial tones
And start looking for Miss Jones
You clones
Are soft like foam
I like rap superstars out of their twilight a** zone
Like doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
When n n n n n
What the hell you think it's the AK
You be like huh what
Like I'm yelling it's my beat huh what
N***a don't sleep
[Chorus]
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
Yeah
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
So if you want to
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
(Gun C*cking Sound)
I'll bust you down
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up

[Chorus: Girl]
We came to f**k you up (12x)

[Chorus]
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
Yeah
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up
So if you want to
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
(Gun C*cking Sound)
I'll bust you down
We came to f**k you right on up
We came to f**k you right on up