Lyrics

Oh! Peter Parker, what up?
(Statik Selektah)
Statik, what up? Tell ‘em what we doin’
This gon’ be one, man
Somethin’ for the ages
(Peter Parker, yuh dun know)
Nah, for real
Yo, aye, check, yo
Sometimes I wonder what it’s gon’ take to be great
In these times that we in, dawg, the state I’m in
Blade been spillin’ out raw since the OGs tapped me in
I’ve been in love with the thrill of bein’ excellent
My mind frame is Dame, my aura is Melo
I play the game how I play, the new rap Arthello
Kinda stuck in the grind, with a few good fellows
I can’t freeze, I’m sharp like a tip of an arrow
Can’t compete with the weak, when you raised ‘round killas
N***** reachin’ for a handshake and I don’t feel ‘em
Everybody wanna connect, but I know it ain’t real
Hard to trust ‘round these parts when your ones ain’t here
All suckas must starve, I promise y’all that they ain’t one of ours
We fly, we intelligent- ‘cause that’s the way
I pray my words age well like Marvin Gayes’, hey
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
You need to— you need to stay fly
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
Yo, yo, you need to get it for sho
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
How could you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
Hey, hey, you need to get it for sho
The year is ‘94, the raps are raw
OutKast in the tape deck
Fast forward- Rap City in the basement
Raised in the days when they left your blood on the pavement if you’re short on the payment
Uh, at the table with made men
My cup overflow, all I gotta do is say when
Take ten paces and draw
They busy makin’ excuses while we’re makin’ it all
They were waitin’ for me to fall, fell down but never fell off
Goodfellas and felons sellin’ to be well off
Hit the L, cough up a lung
If you’re from where I’m from, then you know where I’m comin’ from
Everyone wanna be number 1, under none
But I’m undeniably one of one (Tone)
None before, none after
Thought you knew the whole story, but that was just one chapter
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
You need to— you need to stay fly
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
Yo, yo, you need to get it for sho
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
How could you make it if you never even try?
You need to get up, get out and get somethin’
Hey, hey, you need to get it for sho
Hey, you need to get it for sho
You need to get it for sho
Yeah, you better get up, get outside and get somethin’, you heard?
(Heavy Hitter, suckas)
Mr. Peter Parker, Statik Selektah
St. Paul to Boston, you know what it is
Juice Lord, Twin City Tone
We on it 25/8, let’s go
Written by: Granville Butler, Malik Curtis, Patrick Owen Baril
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