Get Up - Look Left

Hit the clock, hit the floor, hit the maker

Hit me up, I’m on my feet

Where’s the grounds, where’s the filters, wheres the sink

Does this place have water?

I need my nicotine

The path is clear except for the outlook

I’m primed to steer with nowhere to go

Hit the breaks, pull the arm, crank the speakers

Roll the windows up

Lock the doors, lock your eyes, lock up when you get done

Gotta run, get done, I’ll pull the trigger

I won’t say it no more.

Get up

Some times i get a weird feeling.

yeah

I get a feeling that i (x13?)never had before oh

Make noise, make room, make really anything

And if you can, stop making sense

In your mind you’re asleep, and we all want relief

But there’s no time here

Not feelin' right, take whatever you want, but just

Cruizin on the edge, have you lost your mind?

no

I won’t say it no more.

Get up

Rap:

Baby get up and get dancin'

Ready get up get your hands in

And make trouble, zip ya lip no excuses

The rhythm has got several uses

Shake yourself, break yourself if ya

Gotta be a diva than take yourself

Make yourself fake yourself bake yourself

As long as you can find a way to wake yourself

Layin with me playin' with me

Come on baby say it with me

We could be havin' the large and the lavish

If we could just take it one step at a time then

Maybe we could try to

I won’t say it no more.

Get up