Are you ready?. Then GET THE FUCK UP!. Lemme hear some nooooooise. GET UP GET UP(woo hah). Wait just a minute I see your mouth movin’. But I don’t hear a word that you say. POP! Mish Mosh Up in the brain. I’m on my cycle. Highways my ways. are up and down like the Dow Jones. I rock these microphones. I don’t exaggerate. Keep it real and only speak about the shit I hate. Don’t hate the people just the ‘tudes. the attitudes. So lose the attitude and I wont be fuckin’ mad at you. But if ya bitin’ don’t be frightened kid. I’m sorta likin’ whatcha stealin’. Your open wound style needs some healin’. Checked out by my flow. I’m glad ya know. Behind the spunk I got the phattest fuckin’ live show. You feel the tension. The eyeballs in ya socket. Can’t comprehend how we rock it. Ya can’t stop it. Ya like the ways that we livin’. Ya need it. Your demo tape punk. I inspect it then reject it. Who survives at the end of the day?. But too much airplay huh. I’m gonna keep it all underground. GET UP GET UP (woo-hah). WHATTYA KNOW ABOUT THIS PUNK?. Who’s hot ? Who’s not ?. Who ? WHO ?. Who’s hot ? Who’s not ?. Wait just a minute. I see your mouth movin’. But I don’t hear a word that you say. BUCK! Hand Grenades. Best describe the impactionCan’t get no satisfaction. Ya take it back. What were you doin’ back in ’82?. No need for answers just a thought for your mental. Fallout Shelter. Heltah Skelter. The J Bob bet ya. the Beatle upset ya. But I’m an easy rider like I’m Henry Fonda. The Kingpin Bizkit. That flows beyond ya. Mental highways my path ya can’t stop. The unexpected so check ya roadblock. Go black water keep on rhymin'. Cause this mic is mine and I’m a keep on shinin’. GET UP GET UP (woo-hah). WHATTYA KNOW ABOUT THIS PUNK?. Who’s hot? Who’s not?. Who? WHO?. Who’s hot? Who’s not?.