Git Up10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1Ready or not here we come, here comes trouble in the club11, 12, 13, pistols big as M 16’sHow the fuck we sneak in with this many heaters in our jeansNina, 2 nina’s, a peace and they dont even see usSome shit pops off we squeeze each one they gon’ think its machine gunsVandles vo vandles, bananas in our flannelsHands around our colt handles, hold them like roman candlesSo ban us, bo ban us, banana fanna fo fannasWho come back all bananas, banana clips loadedManagers, bouncers and the club owners, the motherfuckers dont want usTo come up bum rush in the club and run up in it with a bunch ofMotherfuckers from Runyan, steady poppin them onions,Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club upFixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke someone upYou know we fin to loc when we mix coke with coconut rum upYeah Yeah oh, what up, see my people posted upSee you talk that hoe shit now when you down you wont get upAnd can’t sit up your so slit up, the ambulance wont sew you upThey just throw you up in the trunk once they tag your big toe upHeater no heater, automatic no maticMag or no mag it dont matter if I have or dont have itYou never know when im packin’ so you just dont want no staticAnd open up a whole can of whoop ass you dont wanna chance toRisk it no biscuit, mili mac a mac milliReally dont even be silly, homie you dont know me reallyYou’re just gonna make yourself dizzy wonderin what the dealyFuck it lets just get busy D Twizzy’s back in the hizzy![Eminem – Chorus]Git Up Now!Lets get it crackin, yea, Its on and poppinIts D12 is back up in this bitch, uh, there aint no stoppinWe’re gonna get it crackalatinWhat you waitin for the wait is overSay no more fo tryin to play the wall and quit hatinGit Up Now!Y’all are just sittin, what the fuck is you deafYou motherfuckers dont listen, I said,We bout to get this motherfucker crackalatin’Quit, procrastinatin’What the fuck you waitin for get off the wall and quit hatin[Swift]I keep a shit load of bullets a pitpull to pull it out (?)And automatically explode on motherfuckers until they mouth be closed permanentlyYou get burned until i quickly you can not hit me niggas to terrified to come get me,Tempt me if you think Swifty won’t send a slug, people run,When the reaper comes, the repercussions’ gon’ equal blood,nigga what, stepin’ without a weapon, we’ll leave you gone,I’m still rollin’ with stolen toasters while on parole,Snatch you out our home, like eviction notices hoe,When I unload, I’m known to never leave witnesses to roam,When I’m blowed, I’ll write the wickedest scroll ever told,When I’m sober I’m prone to roll up and disconnect your soul, nigga[Kuniva]Now what you proven it’s about to be a misunderstandingIn furniture moving, bullets flying, lawyers & mothers suingCause niggas don’t know the difference, you bitches just stick to fictionIt’s sickening, you can’t even walk in my jurisdiction rippin’ it,Grippin’ the pump and who wanna fuck with a walking psychopathicPyromaniac shady cats with 80 gatsAnd maybe thats the reason that you gon’ get it the worst aAnd since you jumpin’ in front of everybody you gon’ get it firstI disperse the crowd with something bigger and versatileSo run and record you verses now while you got a mouth,And it’s not a joke, or some kind of riddle,Kunizzle will lift up a 12 gizzle and throw a party for my acquittal,And a glock or two will stop you from waking,Bullets’ll hit your liver, I’ll even shoot native americans,A Indian giver, and, nigga, we back in you life and back in your wife,Hit you in the back with a knife and get it crackin’ tonight.[Eminem – Chorus]Git Up Now!Lets get it crackin, yea, Its on and poppinIts D12 is back up in this bitch, uh, there aint no stoppinWe’re gonna get it crackalatinWhat you waitin for the wait is overSay no more fo tryin to play the wall and quit hatinGit Up Now!Y’all are just sittin, what the fuck is you deafYou motherfuckers dont listen, I said,We bout to get this motherfucker crackalatin’Quit, procrastinatin’What the fuck you waitin for get off the wall and quit hatin