Diamond D - Get On Up lyrics

Here we go, now I'm back I got soul, although I'm not black Pa** the mic and I'm a spark it Cause I'm the hottest rapper on the market I used to shoot dice to the curb Peace to my brothers on 163rd Hold your head and stay strong My main man Roadie got it going on So now you know the time Bust how I flip it, check the rhyme I kick the hits even with the big belly Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly So give me that honey love You know what I'm thinking of Joe's the man with the master plan I got more rhymes than the beats got fans Peace to Greg Nice and Smooth B And if you don't believe then you soon shall see That I'll be the last to survive I won't fake the funk, I won't take a dive So now you know what's up I make the crowd bounce and get on up "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x) This is a jam for the radio station Peace to the whole Zulu Nation I'm so bad, call the cops I got props, I'm gonna rule hip-hop Cause I'm the only real rap monster I love eating shrimp and lobster City Island is my favorite place Step in Sammy's and dog my face Losing weight, that must be a joke Cause I eat four steaks and drink a Diet Coke Although I'm big I won't take a swig Of the Moet, it makes me a much worse poet And you know that's not the mood, black Diamond always hits me with the crazy fat tracks So now you know what's up I make the crowd bounce, get on up "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x) "Get On Up" is the name of this song Bounce to the beat if you got it going on Now in '93, maybe '94 They'll have a Fat Joe tour Coming to your town with the brand new sound Representing for the whole Boogie Down So don't grab the mic or you'll get hurt If you come in a Bez then you'll leave in a hearse That's that, everybody knows the flav Misbehave and you'll dig your own grave Fat Joe, chopping down trees Nuff respect to Showbiz & A.G Peace to my buckwild crew from the Bronx I hope you'll strike me gets a good response And if you like the vibe, act like you know You can get on up with your man Fat Joe, and I'm out "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x) To my people from Brooklyn, get on up And to my people from Manhattan, get on up To my people from the Bronx (Get on up) To my people from Cali To my people from Texas To my people from Atlanta To my people in Detroit Everybody in the world just get on up "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x)