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Step It Up

53Hip-Hop/Rap2021

Song Details

Step It Up was released on January 26, 2021 by Wormavin as a part of the album Everything Changes

AlbumEverything Changes

January 26, 2021

LabelWormavin

LanguageEnglish

BPM70

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

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LYRICS

Lyrics

I'm gonna need you to Step that shit Up

The Fuck Up

Real talk

Run that shit

What's your soul what's it about

What's your doubt

What's your dreams

The fiends denounce

You feel the Bounce

You feel the breeze

What's in the seams

Beneath the grout

Under your feet

You feel the loud

You hear the screams

Down to your knees you're praying please

I'll go without

You Mother fucks ain't pound for pound

I hear the sound

I don't Delay

I'm here to hound

The tendrils break beneath your feet

I'm still around

Ain't down to drown I'm here to float

I still be fly but on the low

We making changes to the growth

You ain't know shit about your boy

Uh

Haters can catch the ammonia

Now piss off with the angles

Then get pissed on

By the system

Yeah fuck off and then get some

Then I give fuck If I'm still Honest

You mother fucks then go on then

Yeah I'll be waiting here No condom

Yeah I been a problem

Since I was young

Ain't nobody solving

Tricks Fixes

Vice Bitches

Life vicious

Mind blisters turn my biscuits to rhyme gifts

Over time signatures

Subconscious be devising

A new plan

So when divide hits

And my eyes flip

In a blink in time

And the time I realize

I don't give a shit I don't give a shit

Yeah I'mma get mines

The fuck you playing with

I ain't complacent

No compromise left in my eyes

I'm up off the waitlist

Out the basement

Get your hands up

Pound the pavement

No more control

Fuck the enslavement

Yeah let your mind free

The fuck the time be

Ain't not containment

You can't define me

And I'm blown up gone in a plume of smoke

And Can't no genre put me in a cubicle

I'm so underground and I Feel the dust

When we kick it up

Till it's Palm Trees that we line the streets

Got the windows down and the music bumps

Said I'm blown up, gone in a plume of smoke

And Can't no genre put me in a cubicle

I'm so underground, and you Feel the dust when we kick it up

Till it's Palm Trees that we line the streets

Got the windows down and we smoking tough

Place a 9 and two 5's behind it

And if you make it survive the climate

Central Valley you ain't trying to find it

Still we hot and we vibrant

Catch the vibe

Shit we be wilding

Back in the L

Where time goes down

Down with the homies

The circle small

The cypher fire

Still we be rhyming

Up in the F we keep it fresh

That's my home

We in Cali

We blowing smoke up by the OZ

I'm joining ranks up in my zone

Went off the dome

No wishing well

The tree of Ash

I plant my roots

The heart of truth so I've been told

Yeah time will tell

I ain't lost the view uh

Yeah I been blowing up, and gone in a plume of smoke

And Can't no genre put me in a cubicle

I'm so underground, and I feel the dust when we kick it up

Till it's Palm Trees that we line the streets

Got the windows down Yeah Step it Up

Step it Up

Step it Up

Step it Up

Step it Up

Were talking Bars yeah Step it Up

If it's in the booth yeah Step it Up

Uh

And that's it

It's Worm

Written by: Cesar Perez-Villegas

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