Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you Thank you, thank you Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah (Huh, no applause, please, no applause) Whatever (Alright, give me that beat, y'all) You know, uh-huh, you know what time is it, you know what Uh, yeah, you know (Alright now) You know what, you know what time is it [Chorus] You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh [Verse 1: Imani] Let me entertain you And interphase you with the new sound Sound is the side, and the Phar is the Cyde And, no matter who you are, you know you can't hide Not from the eyes of the sun or the moon or the stars No matter who you are Come in (Come in) And commence to the sound of my drumming (Drumming) [Chorus] You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit (Uh), and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh [Verse 2: Slimkid3] Time to go all the way with it Don't just sit there and stare or play with it 'Cause we're committed to the seeds of the new breeds The mothership of dreams where fiends breastfeed Step through reality into reality (Uh) So surreal, you'll feel you never knew reality Until it stood still, now you're far from a lie When the truth tantalizes your eyes, see, we already in the skies Or outer space, standing here in the face of this Earth To the state to the grid of my turf (Yeah) Where my mom gave birth (Uh-huh), to all that she loves Be it small to others, but, yo, it's bigger than love (Yeah) They did a cross-examination of it (Uh-huh) But you can't duplicate the state of our relations through translations That's not the ticket (Uh-huh) Breaking codes in hieroglyphics ('Glyphics) Trying to get down to the specifics (Yeah, come on, you dig it?) [Chorus] You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh (Come on, baby, baby, come on, baby, baby, come on) [Verse 3: Bootie Brown & Suave] Yo, yo (Yeah) When money talks, fools are always checkin', depositing their two cents (Hah) Foolishly convinced, blinded by their ignorance That becomes a hinderance for them to rise (Rise) When they gonna recognize? Time waits for no man (Uh-uh) When you gonna stand and Get up off of that bullshit? (Say what?) Stop fighting that feeling? (Yo, yo) [Verse 4: Suave] Now let me change the topic just a bit (Alright) Talk about the eps with the fat ass and tits (What? What?) They comin' to the club, lookin' for a star (Uh-huh) Ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar Scopin' around, lookin' for the best-dressed (Say what?) Smellin' for the indo, passin' up the stress (Hah) Sniff, sniff, yo, what does the ep smell? A brother like Suave with a pocket that's swell Action was thrown, the ep was blown Next thing you know, I had her at my home (Uh-huh) All alone, object to get paid (Paid) Only thing that happened was an ass got laid (Laid) Now, no ends and her ass was sprung Used a little tongue, but believe I'm well-hung (Hung) So lesson well-learned for you club-hoppin' hoes (Woo) It ain't about the stardom and it ain't about the dough, so [Chorus] Get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby) You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby) You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby) You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby) You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby) You gotta get on up off of that bullshit