paroles de chanson Get Up - Shad
Before
I
take
a
mic
Take
a
break
beat
or
a
break
to
write
Break
me
down
lord
please
and
shape
my
life
We
need
leaders
These
elitists
got
nothing
to
teach
us
By
they
strength,
our
children
need
to
see
jesus
in
their
weakness
And
keep
seekin
where
Free
speech
is
rare
And
realness
gets
kept
less
frequent
than
these
secrets
Share
a
couple
stories
Like
a
townhome
or
brownstone
Over
loud
phones
about
my
hang
ups
and
dial
tones
Swim
in
heaven
and
at
worst
you
get
drowned
toe′d
down
To
the
place
where
the
clouds
roam
So
we
get
up
All
my
ppl
feeling
bored
and
strange
If
you
don't
feel
at
home
in
this
conformist
state
Don′t
ignore
the
pain
That's
the
lord
that's
sayin
To
you
stand
up
King
you
were
born
to
reign
That′s
the
war
that′s
waged
And
the
important
thang
Aint
what
youd
die
for
Its
what
you
live
for
today
Get
up
even
if
they
knock
us
down
They
cant
cant
stop
us
Smile
right
back
at
em
laugh
and
then
get
up
Actions
speak
louder
than
a
thousands
talkers
So
make
em
blast
that
in
their
walkmans
(x2)
Its
hard
to
stand
in
a
nation
where
the
masses
sit
Idle
and
passionless
Politics
is
polls
In
the
papers
all
the
facts
are
skipped
Cant
ascertain
so
the
scholars
place
an
asterix
And
stories
on
the
stars
to
dumb
down
And
distract
us
with
We
cant
help
but
feel
detached
from
this
Capitalist
confusin
communion
of
coportate
sponsors
and
advocates
Where
every
actor
is
an
activist
But
a
movie
cast
wont
fix
these
broken
homes
full
of
fractured
kids
Aren't
broken
bones
you
can
wrap
up
quick
Folks
trying
to
master
this
game
that
I
call
money
for
masochists
Where
if
you
wanna
make
a
cut
Gotta
match
their
risk
Dig
in
your
pockets,
not
for
cash
But
to
slash
your
wrists
And
fashion′s
just
a
game
of
who
can
follow
fads
fastest
wish
Some
kind
of
miraculous
world
change
can
happen
quick
But
these
problems
don't
take
seconds
to
solve
And
getting
mad
aint
the
same
thing
as
getting
involved
We
need
to
get
up
(Chorus
x2)
Get
a
mic
Get
skill
Get
ice
Get
bills
Get
the
life
That
you
always
wanted
and
then
get
killed
Get
slain
Cuz
the
rappers
that
do
Get
fame
Its
insane
All
they
talk
about
is
who
should
get
blamed
Young
brothers
get
steel
Before
they
get
aim
And
they
wanna
get
it
pulled
Before
they
get
trained
Cuz
they
wanna
get
respect
Get
cheques
Get
dames
Things
we
all
wanna
get
But
end
up
getting
drained
trying
to
get
em
We
get
stressed
and
we
get
strained
We
don′t
all
get
the
ghetto
But
we
all
get
pain
Before
I
get
to
the
refrain
I
hope
you
get
what
im
sayin
Its
messed,
but
we
just
might
get
some
change
if
we
get
up
(ChorusX2)
1 Intro: Quest For Glory
2 I Don't Like To
3 What We All Want (feat. Kamau & Relic the Oddity)
4 Brother (Watching)
5 Now A Daze
6 The Old Prince Still Lives At Home
7 Out of Love, Pt. 2
8 The Last Three Years Interlude
9 I Heard You Had a Voice Like An Angel / Psalm 137
10 Compromise
11 Exile
12 Get Up
13 Outro
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