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Looptroop - Get Ready lyrics
Get ready! To forgive and forget./ Get ready! Live `n let live for a sec!/ Let em talk bout respect - when they don't know the half./ Think they got it all figured out, but can't do the math./ They wanna clash `n beef, when I ask for peace./ Check my calendar kid, time runs fast this week!/ I live great on tour, while you hate cus you bored./ If you got so much to say, get in the booth and record!/ But get ready! Your kind will debate bout you./ Get ready! Don't mind what they say bout you./ Get ready! You'll find it true, when you grow up a little,/ the war is not between me and you. I'm sad to say it's way bigger./ It's not bout rap-music, rowdy kids or graf crews, it's/ big business, big issues, let's not loose it!/ Don't let em kill kids, drop charges on real pigs,/ drop bombs and act like it's a freedom fight - they guilty!/ They filthy, and you talk bout who's the realest emcee?/ who'll give a fuck when there's no freedom of speech./ Chorus For when we step on stage - Get ready!/ For when this shit goes down - Get ready!/ For when you meet the love of your life - Get ready!/ For your unborn children - Get ready! This shit is bigger than hiphop we gotta kill cops, and build plots./ Move into mountain hilltops./ Leave Babylon cus on the route we on/ we're heading for disaster faster than the Autobahn./ I'm out to warn, scream and shout: it's on!/ Start the revolution now or ain't no doubt we gone./ Then what good did it do to rep our hoods little crew./ Dis other rappers, say: I'm better than you!/ When music is a mission not a competition./ Now I hear you dissin', frontin' and bitchin'/ about: he probably wack, can't make a partytrack./ Fuck that. I pump the beat till the beast get a heartattack./ A part of rap like battlin' and all of that,/ but before I kill emcees I kill the police./ I'm really for peace, love and equality,/ but it seems the police love to follow me,/ because I' m hiphop. I never felt the pressure from the hype./ Not the type to give a fuck - spit it in the mike!/ Cus I never aspired to be the best of all,/ only here to inspire the rest of y'all/ ...to stand tall. Get up, stand up for your rights./ My people know what I mean. Yeah, sure you're right!/ Unite, focus on the real things in life./ Stay away from all irrelevant things like:/ Who got the most dough? Who got the best flow?/ Who gives a fuck when it's our turn to go? Get ready! Chorus For when the music hits you - Get ready!/ For when the judgement hits you - Get ready!/ For when the truth hits you - Get ready!/ For when love hits you - Get ready!/ For when the people fight back - Get ready!/ For when nature strikes back - Get ready!/ For the Looptroop terrorists- Get ready! For David vs. Goliath - Get ready! When your friends is gone who's gonna save you?/ And when the money is gone who's gonna pay you?/ And when you keep telling the same lies as they do,/ who's gonna believe what you say's true?/ Cus in the end when the judgement comes,/ who cares if you're a millionaire, rap star or bum?/ What's that car gonna do when you lost your girl?/ What's that cigar gonna do when it's war in the world?/ What good is green when love is washed away?/ What good is cream when happiness never come to stay?/ When shit just don't seem to go your way/ who is there tellin' you everything is gonna be okay?/ While you were talking about whether this or that's true,/ we gave the people a voice and somebody to look up to./ I don't live and die for diamonds and ends/ and I don't live and die for the four elements./ Yeah, I rap but is hip hop my life?/ Who gives a fuck when millions of kids starve tonight. Get ready.. Chorus For when it's time to speak up - Get ready!/ For when it's time to shut up - Get ready!/ For when the world is burning - Get ready!/ For when it's time to stand up - Get ready!/ For when the judgement comes - Get ready!/ For when the police comes - Get ready!/ For when they drop the bombs - Get ready!/ For when you hear the next song - Get ready!/ |
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