Brainstorm

Get get get get get on it Get get get get get Get get get get on it Get get get get Get get get get on it Get get on, get on, get on... One two, check I get down and dirty And my sales are worthy of respect So I'm going flex my tex Just like a major takeover Jumps past the mike, over More and more nervous When I saw this ass-whippin Comin straight out of Brooklyn Bald head from the old school Born with the rule With more class than Billy D. So I push him see You know I wuss him see I'm like his worst nightmare When I'm on my killin streak Vic the Vic Who will it be Your funk may hold the key It's up to you Tell us true Who'll be herb of the day And when you think You blink When suckers choose They lose I'm like lethal To you and your people It's like an outrage When punks step on stage With the weak show Weak flowing Still make dough So I'm going to take no from them And then sun 'em Teach 'em how to really get biz like this Me and my gang's going to swarm Brainstorm Get get get get on it Get get on on, get get on on, Get get get get on it Get on it It takes at least two to tango So you could get strangled From any angle Cause I can fuck on ducks All the sexy girlies Want to push up close to The man with the most Who don't flaunt his ego Some mother fuckers ain't as gifted Not everyone can move the crowd and uplift it And squiff with this shit Like a bullet's projectory So don't stand next to me It's like a wartorn station Where my shells hit You were wrong You know what you did So you fell quick To the paid Committing those crimes Of body movement See I knew it I had to do it And it's cool to do But don't slip up fool Cause I'm going to leave you dead And stinking like a cesspool And all the chicks know what's going on Cause baby there ain't no sunshine when I'm gone And you can beg for me To stay up quite late But sorry, I got to go Got bills to pay See, by nature I'm godly When I touch the mike It's never too hard for me To let out A mass amount Of mad clout Me and my gang's going to swarm Brainstorm Get get get get on, get get on, get get get on it Get on, get on it... Get get get on, get on, get on, get on, get on it Get get get get get get get get on it I'm going to get yer You might be bigger than me So I'm going to wet yer Comin to your house to douse it With a molotov cocktail I won't fail Burn out your eyeballs And leave a note in Braille So what the fuck you going to do Yeah I know I used to act relaxed But now I'm cuckoo Come into my darkest deepest thoughts And for what I want And now you're caught And being tortured What a palace stripped upon your forehead But you can't move Because you're tied up Your time's up Your time's up...