Put Em Up! - Sadat X & El Da Sensei: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Sadat X & El Da Sensei

Put Em Up!

11

Hip-Hop/Rap

Put Em Up! was released on September 28, 2018 by VinDig as a part of the album XL

Song Details

AlbumXL

Release DateSeptember 28, 2018

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM87

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Sadat X

Performer

El Da Sensei

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ken Wood

Composer

William E Williams

William E Williams

Songwriter

Derek Murphy

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

D. Smooth

Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, you already know, Dot X

El Da Sensei, XL

This what we do yo, the last joint, we gon' throw it down

Now what we gon' do, we gon' hop on that bird

And we gon' snatch everything moving

Every dollar that's out there, we want a piece of

Understand that

Now when it's all said and done and the curtain closes

We gon' both smelling roses

The hell point set is in full bloom

I don't give a fuck who's in the room

The whole boiling chain, thunder monsoons

I train goons and set 'em free

And if they love me they come back faithfully

I never fit on the family tree

I was a thorn, I used to puff corn in the basement

They wanted me for placement

Bronx ACS took the case

My mother worked in the place

My father had a job in Harlem at the time

Dissect the rhyme, respect the rhyme, ****

If I never get no bigger, I'm still above you

Throwing it out there, ma, I love you

What me and El do is strictly our shit

And as the hour go, I'ma get hit

If you wish for the lyrical raw that's hardcore

Get 'em up, this is what you missed right here

Dotty boy, El Da Sin, we excel, we hard body

Get 'em up, this is what you're getting, all clear

If you want your spirit good and you want your lyrics hood

Get 'em up, grit is what you're getting over here

The truth be the speaking and the youth we be reaching

Get 'em up, bust the shotguns everywhere

We got the strong product supreme, all acknowledge the team

Midas flow, character genes, hotter than kerosene

Y'all dream, we that real life

It's still right, kill mics, monitors bothering

Lyrics still write, how it go?

Calico blows bladder, do shit

Arrogant, new shit, apparent heat, music

It's just a regular, cross Bronx messenger

Jersey turnpike star, legend written letter

Two occupants travel with legal documents

Sound bombing it, pride rockers and shit popping it

Vet status, all have it pragmatically

Set ablaze beats, trade lyrics off magically

Dotty X in the Sin, fuck following trends

Rhyme specimen, formula better than recommend

We still a problem and bookings are on the calendar

Self management, able bars to kill challengers

If you wish for the lyrical raw that's hardcore

Get 'em up, this is what you missed right here

Dotty boy, El Da Sin, we excel, we hard body

Get 'em up, this is what you're getting, all clear

If you want your spirit good and you want your lyrics hood

Get 'em up, grit is what you're getting over here

The truth be the speaking and the youth we be reaching

Get 'em up, bust the shotguns everywhere

Eight bars to the stars

Off the top I'ma take ours and flip it

Be patient and get points on this

El, tell me something that I missed

Y'all get the gist, I'm good bueno

How could you say no?

My **** be outside in the snow, no shorts

I've been in major airports with the thing

Take that and flip it and still be the king

Y'all see it repeated, secrets passed to the tongue

Battle for songs, laws'll come and wave it with one

Chemical react, combination, strict tailor made

By any arguments we harming it, wreck it for better grade

We extra large, set apart, kept the charge

Settle in the loft, tunes bang, set it off

It's just the talking uptown, Brick City shit

East coast spitting, motherfucker feel the grittiness

If you wish for the lyrical raw that's hardcore

Get 'em up, this is what you missed right here

Dotty boy, El Da Sin, we excel, we hard body

Get 'em up, this is what you're getting, all clear

If you want your spirit good and you want your lyrics hood

Get 'em up, grit is what you're getting over here

The truth be the speaking and the youth we be reaching

Get 'em up, bust the shotguns everywhere

Written by: Derek Murphy, Ken Wood, William E Williams

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