Git Up lyrics

[Eminem a.k.a. Slim Shady]

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club

11, 12, 13, pistols big as M-16's

How the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeans?

Nina, two nina's, a piece, they don't even see us

Some shit pops off we squeeze each one, they're gonna think it's machine guns

Vandals no vandals bandanna's with no flannel

Hands around our colt handles, hold them like roman candles

So ban us, go ban us banana fanna fo fannas

Who come back all bananas, banana clips loaded

Managers, bouncers, and the club owners, the motherfuckers don't want us

To come up on and rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch of

Motherfuckers from Runyan, steady popping them onions

Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up

Fixing to get into some shit, just itching to choke someone up

You know we finna loc'n when we mix coke with coconut rum up

Yeah, yeah, ho, what up, see my people posted up

See you talk that ho shit now, when you're down you won't get up

And can't sit up you're so slit up, the ambulance won't sew you up

They just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe up

Heater no heater, automatic no matic

Mag or no mag, it don't matter if I have or don't have it

You never know what I'm packing so you just don't want no static

And open up a whole can of whoop ass, you don't wanna chance to

Risk it no biscuit, milli mac or mac milli

Will he, won't he, don't be silly, homie you don't know me really

You're just gonna make yourself dizzy wondering what the dilly

Fuck it, let's just get busy D-Twizzy's back in the hizzy!

[Hook - Eminem]

Git up now! Let's get it cracking, yeah, it's on and popping

Bitch, D12 is back in this bitch, ugh! There ain't no stopping

We're gonna get it crackalating, what you waiting for? The wait is over

Say no more quit trying to play the wall and quit hating

Git up now! Yall are still sitting? What the fuck is you deaf

You motherfuckers don't listen I said

We bout to get this motherfucker crackalating, quit, procrastinating

What the fuck you waiting for? Get off the wall and quit hating, bitch

Git up now!

[Swift a.k.a. Swifty McVay]

I keep a shit load of bullets, a pitbull it to pull it out

And automatically explode on motherfuckers until they mouth get closed

Permanently, you get burned to line quickly

You can not hit me niggas, too terrified to come get me

Tempt me if you think Swifty won't send a slug, people run

When the reaper comes, the repercussion gon' equal blood

Nigga what? Stepping without a weapon, you leave, you gone

I be still rolling with stolen toasters while on parole

Snatch you out our home, like eviction notices ho

When I unload, I'm known to never leave witnesses to roam

When I'm blowed, I'll write the wicked in scroll ever told

When I'm sober I'm prone to roll up and disconnect your soul, nigga

[Kuniva a.k.a. Rondelle Beene]

Now it's been proven it's about to be a misunderstanding

In furniture moving, bullets flying, lawyers and mothers suing

Cause niggas don't know the difference, you bitches just stick to fiction

It's sickening, you can't even walk in my jurisdiction, riffing it

Gripping the pump, and who want to fuck with a walking psychopathic

Pyromaniac, Shady cats with 80 gats

And maybe that's the reason that you gon' get it the worst

And since you jumping in front of everybody you gon' get it first

I disperse the crowd with something bigger and versatile

So run and record you verses now while you got a mouth

And it's not a joke, it's some kind of riddle

Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and throw a party from my acquittal

And a Glock that you will stop you from walking

Bullets'll hit your liver, I'll even shoot Native Americans

A Indian giver, and nigga, we back in your life and back in your wife

Hit you in your back with a knife and get it cracking tonight

[Hook]

[Outro: Bizarre aka Peter S. Bizarre]

Hahaha, Yeah, D12, we baaack

Haha, (Get up now!) Hahahaha

Runyan Ave soldiers, Amityville

Who the fuck want it with us?

Hu-HAW!

Nobody

• Artist:D12
• Album:D12 World (2004)