Illaman - Get Them Hype lyrics

[Vocals: Illaman] [Intro] Get them hype, get them hype, get them hype ... I told this man I ain't playing I come to light the whole place quick I'm too dirty on the mics Hold the wickedest fights[?] I come to [?] [Verse 1] Yo On track like a train is I spit the hot sh** to leave everything flaming Far from rich; man ain't baiting[?] Illaman sick though, dirty blading[?] No comparison, career get tainted I go pub, I get wasted I roll through the darts and hype up the ravers And when I touch mic electrify tasers You don't cut the mustard, [?] store pop Look fly busted, trust fund ba*tard PC to Tim, rap with my partners We ignite; they can't spark it Move like light but bring darkness Talk of lens[?] but no barking I don't spit lengs[?] just bars that you [?] Hamburger, I'm certified savage I beat the tune; that's p-money mad In the pub all day like some kind of lad In the rave onstage your girl skanking Do it for the love, do it for the fans Do it to wipe these MCs off the map You can't rep with a chap from the PC camp Get lit like a spliff [?] Heavy artillery, blood clot type[?] Spray like machine and we k** them all dead Move like a mystery, baffling heads While they moving like phantoms [?] Spray up like fountains, leave them dead [?] up the mainframe, going for next[?] When I start fling[?], I go in Take off your head like I was the Mad King Instant d**h like bumblebee stings [Refrain] Get them hype, get them hype I told this man I ain't playing I come to light the whole place quick I'm too dirty on the mics Hold the wickedest fights[?] I come to [?] I told this man I ain't playing I come to light the whole place quick Dirty on mics Hold the wickedest fights[?] I come to [?] Get them hype, get them hype, get them hype ... [Verse 2] Yo, uh From the intro to outro the flow stay gully You can't spot me, I ain't no one's buddy Get yam like a patty Get burned, turn uppy Run man's pants like a real Bill Murray Ice-cold flow like ice in the freezer Stay on the wave like a lifelong Neezer When I talk p, ain't talking peanuts I'm talking cash. What? Idiot Word to PC, word to DP Word on my life I will burst words deep Get up, go work, spit, sleep You get up, gaze, buy too much weed MCs are weak, MCs are sh** These MCs are swag, I'm capital beast This I to L to the dancehall pick[?] I rock the spot, turn the mic [?] [Outro] Get them hype, get them hype, get them hype ...