Kid Cudi - Did You Get It lyrics

First name Scott, last name Mescudi I will say it now so you all can say it properly Even for awhile lotta people stayed mocking me Then I went G.O.O.D. cause of 'ye now they jocking me I have the same sound, same old fire, same lion heart And I stayed smoking sour, every single minute now, gotta say an hour I feel I am cross of John Lennon and my father I remember when I finally left Cleveland Being cool, it wasn't the only reason My heart had urges, the feelings Something special you could feel up in the evening When the moons full and the drink is poured And most of the real pretty girls are who*es Now I gotta say get the f** outta here, I don't know you No, you can't chill in here Na na na na Yeah yeah yeah Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it, get it Na na na na Whoa.. na na Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it, get it My last name Mescudi, first name Scott I was the kid you knew who liked to joke and clown a lot But when I went home school work to the side I'mma go and study how to finish up these rhymes Maybe hit a kidney and my family hit the grind Before I feel I'll never ever find my own mind Losing my pops really f**ed me up At the time in my mind I thought my luck was up Its mostly cause I never got to show what I dream I guess its cause I never had the time to let it show But now I got an op im bout to give to the public I know he lookin' down, I know he gotta love it Ohio got a spokesman They wanna know if I really smoke Come on fam Are you lookin at these black lips? All the time im flatlined stoned b**h Na na na na Yea yea yea Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it, get it Na na na na Whoa.. na na Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it (Yea) , get it I'm scott mescudi Never let the s**er motha' f**ers get the best of me Goin back to Cleveland, dap and pound her is my ? Stand up n***a When people hate on Cleveland I stand up n***a WOW in my A.P.C AA get the best plain tees When I head to the grammys I might dress tacky Cause all the people care about is what im wearing In the bag it should be about the sweet f**in album Lets talk about the fact you want a sweet f**in album Some talk sh** makin' videos and jokin Now your all fans of my shaft think I stroke em I told you, I was not playin' From here on believe the words that im sayin' But know I won't lead you astray Just take heed to the words that I say Na na na na Yea yea yea Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it, get it Na na na na Whoa.. na na Now Do you, do you, do you Do you get it , get it