#GITTEM

[Verse 1: Shofu tha Beatdown]

I used to go to sleep, hungry time to EAT NOW
You missed, yo shot, boy, I caught, the RE-BOUND
Growin' up, poor, filled me up with HEAT NOW
Got my government from gran' daddy rest in PEACE, NOW
Now I go, by, Shofu Tha BEATDOWN (Beatdown!)
If you ain't, doin' better can't, DISS, ME
With all that B.S you can MISS ME,(ghyea)
I eat a rapper up like KIMCHI (GO 'HEAD!)
I Don't feel nobody, so I make my own beats
Chillin' in ma own LEAGUE
Standin on ma OWN, FEET
Shofu ONE AND ON-LY
Everybody KNOW ME, got, too many skills, man they say I'm O.P! (he is!)
I Told you I ain't PLAYIN', HO-MIE! (Let em know!)
Square rapper, I am NOT ONE
I don't, need a gun I bear, arms, get the JOB DONE
I treat a mixtape like a hater, imma DROP ONE, YAHHH
My brother got himself, out of poverty its MY TURN, (how I do that?)
Usin' every skill that I, LEARNED, stay spitting fire in your ear, That's a SIDE BURN
Ready for the shine, I don't need a sun, VISOR
Didn't wait for opportunity I MADE ONE
And I knock em out the park whenever THEY COME
Rollin wit ma DAY ONES, since STAGE ONE, swag, so, sau-cy, Shout out, to A-1!
I got an attitude, colder than an OPEN WINDOW
I'm ready for my shot, like a LOADED PISTOL
Yea ma FLOW IS SIM-PLE, but you got NO POTEN-TIAL
You ain't gotta like ma style, but you NOTICE IT THO
Born a lil' boy, n' imma DIE A MAN
Swimmin' in my confidence, Neptune, leVIATHAN
Hatin' on, me? (what!?), say it from your DIAPHRAGM, Doubtin' me I'll make eat your own, words, #DIETPLAN!, #GITTEM!

[Chorus 1: Shofu tha Beatdown]

Good first impressions are very HAAAARD, TO MAKE
Imma real man, that gon' be HAAAARD, TO FAKE
They said I couldn't rap, jealousy SHAR-PENS HATE
You really gotta prollem you shoulda CAUUUUGHT, THE FADE! (#Ghea!)
You know I gotta #GITTEM (X4) OH, KAYYYY!

[Verse 2: Shofu tha Beatdown]

Sittin in ma room, thinkin bout a WHOLE, LOT
Got alot to do, here before ma ROAD STOPS
Life is gettin tangled up, like FO' KNOTS
The only solution I see is gettin MO' GUAP
(I put the) Beatdown, on the beat, but I DON'T BOX
You can try to dis(k), me, but I WON'T FLOP
'cause I'm READY FO' THIS
Pound for pound too HEAVY FO' THIS
Got my best foot, forward like I'm wearing GOLD SOCKS!
Got alotta energy
Make a stage BURN UP
Tryna leave a Den(t),mark, like I'm, from EUROPE
Rob, came, through, passed the torch, like, YOU'RE UP
So here I go it's goin' down I'm ready for the TURN UP!
It's, my, life, I say what goes DOWN IN IT
Skill level super uncommon like BROWN PIGEONS
Gotchyo girlfriend on her side like I'm COW-TIPPIN'
Tryna get a lump, sum, 1 followed by ROUND DIGITS
Beatdown, I'm in again I put no FEELIN'S IN I kill 'em all, off!
Got no time for beef they think I'm INDIAN
It costs to be the boss so where my DIVIDEND
I'm 999.999 short of a MILLION!
Poor ain't the opposite of rich it's a pre-REQUISITE
To the haters I'm NEGLIGENT
Gettin money is PREVALENT
Been one of a kind, man, there isn't one E-QUIVALENT
Ain't nobody on ma level not even a SYNONYM!
My life, never had a ladder only CHUTES, IN IT
Now imma general ma wallet got, LOOT, IN, IT OK!!
I gotta ask a QUES-TION
26, black and alive - is that a BLE-SSIN'?
Poor growin up, number 8, was the SEC-TION
Mama cried, every single night, all the STRE-SSIN (NOT FAIR) Easy talkin head, you were NOT THERE
Say it to ma face bruh, show me thatchu NOT SCARED (EIIIIGHY!)

[Chorus 2: Shofu tha Beatdown]

Good first impressions are very HAAAARD, TO MAKE
But imma real, man, that gon be HAAAARD, TO FAKE
They said I couldn't rap, jealousy SHAR-PENS HATE
You really gotta prollem you shoulda CAUUUUGHT, THE FADE!
(#Ghea!) Look, at ma face and You know I gotta #GITTEM (x2)
Look into my face and you know I'm aboutta gittem, imma
Gittem, imma gittem, imma gittem, OOOOKAAAY, OHKAYYY!

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