You gotta get up off of that Bullshit... stop fighting that Feeling(x4)
(Imani) Let me entertain you And Interphaze you with the new sound The sound is the "cyde" And the PHAR is the "CYDE" And no matter who you are you know you can't HYDE! Not from the eyes of the sun nor the moon nor the stars! No matter who you are! So come in and commence to the sound of my drummin
You gotta get up off of that Bullshit... stop fighting that Feeling(x4)
(Slim Kid 3) Time to go all the way with it Don't just sit there and stare or play with it Cause were committed to the seeds of the new breeds The Motha Ship of dreams where fiendz breast feeds Step thru reality into reality so surreal you feel you never knew Reality Until it stood still now your far from a lie When the truth tantalizes ya eyes see we'z Already in the skies or outer space Standing here on the face of this earth To the state to the grid of my turf Where my mom gave birth To all that she loves be it small to othersbut yo its bigger than Love They did a cross examination of it But you can't duplicate the stae of our relations thru translations That's not the ticket breaking code in Heiroglyphics Trying to get down to the specifics
You gotta get up off of that Bullshit... stop fighting that Feeling(x4)
(Bootie Brown) Yo! when money talks fools are always checkin' Depositing their two cents Foolishly convinced blinded by their ignorance That becomes a hinderance for them to rise When you going to recognize, time waits for no man When you going to stand and... Get up offa that Bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get up off of that Bullshit... stop fighting that Feeling(x4)
(Suave) Yo, Yo, now let me change the topic just a bit Talk about the iahp's with the fat ass and tits Comin' to the club looking for a star Ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar Scoping around looking for the best dressed, Smelling for the indo passing up the stress Sniff sniff yo what does the iahp smell A brotha like Suave with pockets that swell Action was thrown the iahp was blown Next thing you know I had her at my home All alone object to get paid The only thing that happened was her ass got laid Now no end and her ass was sprung Used a little tongue but believe I'm well hung So listen, a lesson well learned for all you club hopping ho's It ain't about the stardom and it ain't about the dough So...
You gotta get on up off of that Bullshit (x6) Stop fighting that feeling
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