Текст песни Fort Minor - Get It
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Текст песни Fort Minor - Get It
Get itRyu:Ryu and Tak, DemigodzGreen Lantern, Scoop DeVilleThis kid is only seventeen, manHe’s about to be a problem( )Tak:So let’s get right to it and grooveAin’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the moveGotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the sceneYou know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get itRyu:Yo, it’s in my blood, I was born to spit itThe coroner has kept me warm through the storms of winterIgnored the pain and struggle when it’s time for dinnerWe huddle together and grind, rain or shineSurvive the weather, forget about changing spinnersThrow me a bone, I’m just tryin’ to raise my litterIt made me bitter, eventually made me sickerSo when the heat’s on we don’t get pre-game jitters, uh-uhWe go to work man, diggin’ in dirt, we took ’em to churchWe’re checkin’ in some teenage strippersLivin’ life by the seat of my pants and threepeated, we champsUndefeated we can’t lose ever whoever wanted with usBetter roll with a camp you trust to cover your ass when your asses can’tHuh, so bottom’s up, here’s one for the crewPut some liquor in your gut and tell me what you wanna do, sing itS, for every sucker left behindO, what they were yellin’ when I bust a rhymeB, best believe when it’s time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick itNoS, for the drunk sexy womenO, sippin’ Jack with some Pepsi in itB, best believe when it’s time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick itTak:So let’s get right to it and grooveAin’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the moveGotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the sceneYou know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get itWow, look at ’em now, their mouths are closedWe done came a long way since 2004Spilled «Bleach», got the whole entire crowd exposedThe fumes leakin’ in the street, throwin’ down them bowlsWhoa, we on the job, the one with the mobThe fake facades to get it just to make new largeI roll a seven to nine just to break the yardsAnd step in your mind and unfold the great bizarreHit the kill switch, yeah, found my hitchI’m on the pitcher’s mound for now, it’s me and Will SmithFinally overseas, I sneak in the mattressAin’t nothin’ like a sweet club freak with an accentWe out gettin’ bent makin’ dollar amountsSo if you with me let me see you raise your bottom with shots, say itS, for every sucker left behindO, what they were yellin’ when I bust a rhymeB, best believe when it’s time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick itNoS, for the drunk sexy womenO, sippin’ Jack with some Pepsi in itB, best believe when it’s time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain’t got time to kick itTak:So let’s get right to it and grooveAin’t nothin’ but a thing to getcha grippin’ the moveGotta lovin’ the way we swing when we step on the sceneYou know we kill it, goin’ all out, we about to get itGonna be somebodyFor anybody telling me I can’t, yeahGonna be someoneFor anyone who told me I had no chanceGonna be somebodyI’m telling you the time has come, like thatGonna be someoneAnd maybe you’ll get it when I’m finally done