Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Me, artist - Twista. Date of issue: 26.01.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Me |
| «Here I am.» |
| «Here I am.» |
| «Here I am.» |
| «Oooh, yeah, here I am.» |
| «Come and get me!» |
| On a rainy die day early morn', my lethal legacy was born |
| Ask any rapper around, 'bout the fuckin mics I left torn |
| But they won’t give me all my peeps, and there’s only one shot to get G’s |
| Got love for my MC’s at home, but some of them still hate on me |
| Look how many years I done repped, hustled through the streets in the cold |
| It’s fire but our first rap as ever, signed the contract a decade ago |
| Put Chi name on records in the East, put Chi name on records in the West |
| Put Chi name on records in the South, bitch how you gon' open your mouth? |
| To the motherfuckin industry, why you hate on me and my city? |
| Would it be an imbalance of power if y’all let Chi niggas get cheese? |
| Or is it us holdin us back? |
| Think hard when you rollin your sack |
| Whatever the case my Chi nigga, if it’s in my means I got yo' back |
| What the fuck’s really goin on, does the magazine know we on? |
| Don’t he know I’m already established myself as Twista Corleone? |
| Well I’m holdin my city down, ain’t goin nowhere, here I stay |
| You know where I am if you hate me |
| If you want me Here I am |
| What did I do to deserve, all of this madness around me |
| Found me in the studio buryin myself in work and was smokin herb |
| Tried to kick me to the curb |
| To the back to the ditch to the dump to the shack but I sprint in the front |
| In the 'Llac with a fifth and a blunt in the back with a bitch and a pump |
| And I’m ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches |
| Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B. |
| family handle business |
| Comin into Twista’s realm, journey with me through the pain |
| The hurt just might make you envision drama that could turn you insane |
| How much of my chaos bring tears, how many threaten my career? |
| How many threatenin to murder me but bitch you know where I live |
| Who the fuck do you think I is? |
| Y’all ain’t comin at wit no shotties |
| Why you think you can hurt like these years, yo all of my peeps can you sawed |
| Think you finna bring out my fears? |
| Tell me why my success make you cry |
| And why my downfalls make you laugh, but I bet my hydro got you high |
| Never let hate back me down, stand firm like a man |
| If you want me |
| Wanna kill me? |
| Here I am |
| We got Geo like Neo, of course we as sourcy as Morpheus |
| Or we as sick as sir Marcus Aurelius alias atheist |
| Against niggas who flow be the achiest, against the aliens |
| And why they hate me is maybe it’s cause I’m controllin this radius |
| Of this world and this whole universe, don’t believe let me spit you a verse |
| Just when you thought you was worst, I come with words that’ll make you disperse |
| My allies know I’m too cold, my enemies know I spit fast |
| My Lords know I bust that thang, my gangstas know I whoop some ass |
| Mobsta family steady ride, L.B. |
| family steady click |
| While us and other crews collide, choose your weapon take a pick |
| Load up, click-clack, it’s on — finna bust, get back, run home |
| Come at me bogus, get whacked with a strap to the back of the dome |
| Industry niggas get gone, heard y’all be speaking big words |
| I show you some shit that’ll blow you now slow you down like you sip syrup |
| The Chi-Town's sacrificial lamb, well here I stand |
| Firm if you hate me |
| If you want me Here I am |