Get ’Em Up

Album cover art for "Get ’Em Up" by Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee - Rap

Get ’Em Up

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[Verse 1] Oh, set it off! Get your weight up, straight up I want ya heavy, like the Bum Diddly Dee, ya made up Rhymes for the overweight, mega-weight mindstate I drop a bomb (Boom!) And watch ya rhymes take total control as I manifest wisdom Pumpin' the system and flippin' the script from The regular rhyme style, 'cause my style's competitive But not comparative to nothing negative I drop rhymes and the gears get shifted Spirits lifted because I'm gifted My rhymes are like vapors, the whole crowd sniffed it Some just whiffed it, but it ain't no spliff, kid Just one whiff and you get a contact It smells like sex, 'cause it's funky like that And, like good sex, you just can't get enough of the rough Rugged, and raw stuff, so get 'em up, y'all [Refrain] Get 'em up, y'all [Verse 2] I'll get the crowd up, like an erection With no protection, comin' hard without question From wall to wall, I'm gettin' 'em all All in all, I'm hittin' 'em all with a dose of the utmost Hangin' in the low post Settin' 'em up for the slam jam, up close In your face is how I play 'em This is a big man's game, and I don't lay 'em I go to the hole, heart Pumpin' with soul, start Dancin' in bogart Take control, carte Blanche is mine I'm havin' my way A will in the will I'm havin' 'em say, "Get 'em up, Moe!" Flow with the hands in the air Hip-hop-hooray-ho jam and I'm in there 'Cause I got one job, but droppin' 'em, 'cause The rhyme's designed to get 'em up So get 'em up, y'all [Refrain] Get 'em up, y'all [Verse 3] I turn up the heat and flip the beat like a roll Take it back to the street and spread the heat like a cold But I'm cooler than cold I'm hotter than fever I'm more than the flu I hit ya like ether Anesthetic, the danger, like anesthesia The rhymes I gave ya Creates behavioral patterns of rap when you're dead in your will Wit' lyrical rap and attacking your will I'm takin' you back and jackin' the mill I'm makin' it happen while packin' up tills Comin' for real, so head for the hills I'm running amok on the run-of-the-mill emcees, don't freeze If y'all ain't rappin' 'Cause this ain't no threat, so keep on clapping Just dance your hive, and then run 'Cause I just came to get 'em up So get 'em up, y'all [Refrain] Get 'em up, y'all [Verse 4] Shut up and dance, kickin' couldn't catch the groove 'Cause I'll drop a rhyme and bust a move But this ain't no time to be no hero Or makin' a name Or tryin' to zero in on the microphone Just keep steppin', just keep dancin' I ain't lettin' no one, nowhere, no time, go here (Pass the mic Moe!) You can't go there This ain't a joke and it ain't no game The microphone should be smoked And I'm the flame Living fire, but my rhymes are water Maybe this is why I smoke the joint up Anytime I touch the mic Every rhyme is something like The mystic, magic, magnet touch Compelling me to get 'em up So get 'em up, y'all! [Refrain] Get 'em up, y'all Get 'em up, y'all Get 'em up Get 'em up, y'all Get 'em up [Outro] On the beat, y'all, and Dee is the kick

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