[00:00.00] Uh -uh, uh-uh, uh- uh[00:15.24]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh[00:17.25]Uh -uh, uh-uh, uh- uh[00:18.54]Uh- uh, uh-uh, ahhh[00:21.27][Hook][00:22.95]Get the **** up[00:24.81]Simon says, "Get the **** up"[00:26.58]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)[00:29.10]Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?[00:32.52]Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah!)[00:34.89]Yeah, I said it, rub on your titties[00:36.66]New York City gritty committee pity the fool[00:39.00]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty[00:41.70][Verse 1][00:43.23]Y'all know the name[00:44.37]Pharoahe ****in' Monch, ain't a damn thing changed[00:47.04]You all up in ya Range and shit, inebriated[00:49.44]Strayed from your original plan, you deviated[00:51.84]I alleviated the pain with long-term goals[00:54.42]Took my underground loot, without the gold[00:56.79]You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood[00:59.67]But when I'm in the street and shit, it's all good[01:01.98]I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider[01:04.92]Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter[01:07.14]Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint[01:09.75]If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point[01:12.30][Hook][01:14.10]Get the **** up[01:15.96]Simon says, "Get the **** up"[01:17.76]Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)[01:20.31]Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?[01:23.73]Girlies, rub on your titties (Yeah!)[01:25.92]Yeah, **** it, I said rub on your titties[01:27.78]New York City gritty committee pity the fool[01:30.21]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty[01:32.88][Verse 2 ][01:33.24]Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em[01:35.67]Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs[01:38.31]Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum[01:40.47]And shit don't stop pumping 'til after 12pm[01:43.56]Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em[01:45.60]If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree—[01:48.06]I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated[01:50.82]Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it[01:53.79]Some might even say this song is sexist-es[01:55.98]'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses[01:58.83]Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es[02:00.72]This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses[02:03.57]Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint[02:06.12]You holding up the wall then you missing the point[02:08.43][Hook][02:10.35]Get the **** up[02:12.27]Simon says, "Get the **** up"[02:14.01]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)[02:16.41]The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?[02:20.04]Girls rub on your titties (Yeah!)[02:22.62]I said, rub on your titties[02:24.09]New York City gritty committee pity the fool[02:26.49]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty[02:29.16][Outro][02:29.64]New Jeruz (Get the **** up)[02:32.13]Shaolin (Get the **** up)[02:34.71]Long Isle (Get the **** up)[02:37.23]Worldwide (Get the **** up)