Fort Minor - Get It

Ryu: Ryu and Tak, Demigodz Green Lantern, Scoop DeVille This kid is only seventeen, man He’s about to be a problem ( ) Tak: So let’s get right to it and groove Ain’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the move Gotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the scene You know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get it Ryu: Yo, it’s in my blood, I was born to spit it The coroner has kept me warm through the storms of winter Ignored the pain and struggle when it’s time for dinner We huddle together and grind, rain or shine Survive the weather, forget about changing spinners Throw me a bone, I’m just tryin’ to raise my litter It made me bitter, eventually made me sicker So when the heat’s on we don’t get pre-game jitters, uh-uh We go to work man, diggin’ in dirt, we took ’em to church We’re checkin’ in some teenage strippers Livin’ life by the seat of my pants and threepeated, we champs Undefeated we can’t lose ever whoever wanted with us Better roll with a camp you trust to cover your ass when your asses can’t Huh, so bottom’s up, here’s one for the crew Put some liquor in your gut and tell me what you wanna do, sing it S, for every sucker left behind O, what they were yellin’ when I bust a rhyme B, best believe when it’s time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick it No S, for the drunk sexy women O, sippin’ Jack with some Pepsi in it B, best believe when it’s time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick it Tak: So let’s get right to it and groove Ain’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the move Gotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the scene You know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get it Wow, look at ’em now, their mouths are closed We done came a long way since 2004 Spilled «Bleach», got the whole entire crowd exposed The fumes leakin’ in the street, throwin’ down them bowls Whoa, we on the job, the one with the mob The fake facades to get it just to make new large I roll a seven to nine just to break the yards And step in your mind and unfold the great bizarre Hit the kill switch, yeah, found my hitch I’m on the pitcher’s mound for now, it’s me and Will Smith Finally overseas, I sneak in the mattress Ain’t nothin’ like a sweet club freak with an accent We out gettin’ bent makin’ dollar amounts So if you with me let me see you raise your bottom with shots, say it S, for every sucker left behind O, what they were yellin’ when I bust a rhyme B, best believe when it’s time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick it No S, for the drunk sexy women O, sippin’ Jack with some Pepsi in it B, best believe when it’s time to get it We grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick it Tak: So let’s get right to it and groove Ain’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the move Gotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the scene You know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get it Gonna be somebody For anybody telling me I can’t, yeah Gonna be someone For anyone who told me I had no chance Gonna be somebody I’m telling you the time has come, like that Gonna be someone And maybe you’ll get it when I’m finally done