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When We Get Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
When We Get Up was released on February 21, 2025 by DIVINE WIZZ as a part of the album 17
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Album17
Release DateFebruary 21, 2025
LabelDIVINE WIZZ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DIVINE WIZZ
DIVINE WIZZ
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
L. Divine Chapman
L. Divine Chapman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Illastrate
Illastrate
Producer
Mudnoc Studios
Mudnoc Studios
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

When we get up when we get up when we get up we get down
When we get up when we get up when we get up we get down
My voice vibrate like thunder
Lighting strike
Your equilibrium
You follow the masses
Eyes closed
Don’t believe in them
I feel like a god
Eyes closed
And I’m receiving them
Messages
Fire my synapse
I been at this
My syntax is
Perfection at best
I spit verbal artillery
That will crack your chest
Cavity
Divine Wizz floating
Just like gravity
My lexicon is contagious
I do this shit so magically
My words wrap around the drum
So beautifully.
So. Mathematically
My melanin reflect the sun
So perfectly
So ecstatically
The M in MC
Stands for your majesty
Address me accordingly
Or this will end tragically
Illustrate
A masterpiece
Yo i master peace
Then I blast my piece
Then I march the streets
Life be stomping on me
Like its wearing cleats
I massage your ear drums
Like we in between the sheets
But aint not Isley brothers
Duck aim take cover
He aint wear no rubber
Rhymes smooth like butter
Its immaculate
Like my conception
Its so glamorous
Like my reflection
Mirror mirror mirror mirror on the ceiling
What is the truth
What it is that your revealing
My mama said
Prayers are only answered when
You’re kneeling
My sister said her bills are only paid
When she’s kneeling
When we get up when we get up when we get up we get down
When we get up when we get up when we get up we get down
When do you know when its your time to truly let go
Hold on with everything buried inside my core
Ignore the truth
Until the truth come knocking at my door
Its love and pain
Pain and love
And when it rains it pours
We getting shot in stores
Because of black skin
**** bitches and whores
Because of black skin
No syndromes
No imposters
Wear no mask when
I enter you ethers
Putting goosebumps on your blackskin
You see we royalty
There’s no match when
Compare the sunshine that’s reflecting off my
Black skin
There’s no equality in this system
So I’m bashing
My black fist through the clouds
Whosever asking
Your apple orchard and android always tracking
Your gps got you always looking back when
When you walk when you move
When you talk now you lose
Written by: L. Divine Chapman
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