Get Up (Original Version)

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Illogic - Rap

Get Up (Original Version)

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Duration: 5:13

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[Verse 1] You can stay sleep I notable colloquial iceberg word heap that speaks quotables Oh it's so deep, wading through knee-high spring beats Fly through skies to sting I poke through vocals of new locals who try to sing I try to bring angelic relics of relevant prose, surpassing those who pose for cameras with frozen stanzas, dancing the latest dances, with a lot of questions and few answers Testing others, I've discovered a new cancer that smothers talented alchemists that hover motionless Open his mouth and see what he's about I wrote this holding a blunt instrument, hoping I finish it To influence the mundane, I'll hang my carcass in a town square for artists to stare and compare their etchings and dreamscapes to a blessing resting in deep space Dangling from the shoelace of a cheapskate, priceless items we make, you buy 'em for Pete's sake Your record's only selling 'cause it came with a mail-in rebate You're weak if you speak of Overflo's beats that's so sweet your teeth'll ache A mystery energy exudes from my moods That's simply crippling, with no place like home sentencing I'm often adored, the [?] snatch lungs from flesh Watch last breath and use chest as dart boards [Chorus] Get up, we got Illogic in the place Get up, and Overflo got the beat breaks Get up, Chi town and Columbus in your face, y'all Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, we got Illogic in the place Get up, and Overflo's on the beat breaks Get up, Chi town and Columbus in your face, y'all Get up, get up, get up, get up [Verse 2] Charred canvases, with Ray Bradbury accents and banished fragments of speech tangents Released [?] to keep backspin backwards Each spastic masterpiece tightens the leash So my writing's discreet, inciting all biting to cease I wore pride on my coat sleeve, choking to breathe Dying to live astounding while drowning to swim It was a Thursday and I was thirsty for liquidated language The pixelated anguish left you livid With a vivid example of what pain is, paint the scene A celestial being who controls dreams He tried traveling around the world but he keeps tangling his yo-yo string The whole thing kept me rowing through the wave crashes, bruised and battered But I had to reach the cliff's edge to scatter the slave's ashes Shattered the tangible with ample amplification of animal instincts I'm a vandal that manhandles ink pens and poisons pastels on his weekends Sails at half mast off the deep end The twist to this abyss, I could feel it was real and not pretend Still I talk to myself to practice listening, to the madness whispering Whistling sadness, whimpering, swinging axes at atlas imagery No place like home sentencing Though I'm often adored, and I snatch lungs from flesh Watch last breath and use chest as dart boards [Chorus] Get up, we got Birthright in the place Get up, and Weightless too for God's sake Get up, Chi town and Columbus in your face, y'all Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, we got Birthright in the place Get up, and Weightless too for God sakes Get up, Chi town and Columbus in your face, y'all Get up, get up, get up, get up

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  • Illogic