Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you

Thank you, thank you

Yeah, yeah, thank you, thank you

Thank you, thank you

Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah (Huh, no applause, please, no applause)

Whatever

(Alright, give me that beat, y'all)

You know, uh-huh, you know what time is it, you know what

Uh, yeah, you know (Alright now)

You know what, you know what time is it

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

Let me entertain you

And interphase you with the new sound

Sound is the side, and the Phar is the Cyde

And, no matter who you are, you know you can't hide

Not from the eyes of the sun or the moon or the stars

No matter who you are

Come in (Come in)

And commence to the sound of my drumming (Drumming)

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit (Uh), and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

Time to go all the way with it

Don't just sit there and stare or play with it

'Cause we're committed to the seeds of the new breeds

The mothership of dreams where fiends breastfeed

Step through reality into reality (Uh)

So surreal, you'll feel you never knew reality

Until it stood still, now you're far from a lie

When the truth tantalizes your eyes, see, we already in the skies

Or outer space, standing here in the face of this Earth

To the state to the grid of my turf (Yeah)

Where my mom gave birth (Uh-huh), to all that she loves

Be it small to others, but, yo, it's bigger than love (Yeah)

They did a cross-examination of it (Uh-huh)

But you can't duplicate the state of our relations through translations

That's not the ticket (Uh-huh)

Breaking codes in hieroglyphics ('Glyphics)

Trying to get down to the specifics (Yeah, come on, you dig it?)

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh

You need to get up off of that shit and stop fighting that feeling, uh (Come on, baby, baby, come on, baby, baby, come on)

Yo, yo (Yeah)

When money talks, fools are always checkin', depositing their two cents (Hah)

Foolishly convinced, blinded by their ignorance

That becomes a hinderance for them to rise (Rise)

When they gonna recognize? Time waits for no man (Uh-uh)

When you gonna stand and

Get up off of that bullshit? (Say what?)

Stop fighting that feeling? (Yo, yo)

Now let me change the topic just a bit (Alright)

Talk about the eps with the fat ass and tits (What? What?)

They comin' to the club, lookin' for a star (Uh-huh)

Ain't got ten dollars for a drink at the bar

Scopin' around, lookin' for the best-dressed (Say what?)

Smellin' for the indo, passin' up the stress (Hah)

Sniff, sniff, yo, what does the ep smell?

A brother like Suave with a pocket that's swell

Action was thrown, the ep was blown

Next thing you know, I had her at my home (Uh-huh)

All alone, object to get paid (Paid)

Only thing that happened was an ass got laid (Laid)

Now, no ends and her ass was sprung

Used a little tongue, but believe I'm well-hung (Hung)

So lesson well-learned for you club-hoppin' hoes (Woo)

It ain't about the stardom and it ain't about the dough, so

Get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby)

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby)

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby)

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby)

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling, uh (Baby, baby)

You gotta get on up off of that bullshit