| Lyrics: | [CHORUS:]
(No relation) Get Up, Get Out!
Are you in or out, or in or out?
R.S.V.P!
That way someday you may want to go,
Fools pray that way, you can lay low.
Easy cop out, stay in and take-out,
You'll get snowed in, I got no time.
Big G, Little G, he don't wanna go
Out that way - a lame and tame show.
If G Squad want me, they're going to have to say so.
You may want me, but I don't want know.
R.S.V.P!
Say G, you've been acting like a brother (like a brother)
No way, man, you ain't nothing but a 'mutha
Huh! Another 'nother 'mutha
The shine of your shoes ain't nothing new,
But if you lose the clues then I guess you're through,
Cut down like a vegetable,
By a hard kickin' mutha who's an animal.
[CHORUS]
Big G's happy, took another bite.
Little G's angry, spoiling for a fight.
His roots got ripped out, Little G flipped out.
Shaking like a shitting dog, he couldn't work it out.
Little G, Big G, R.S.V.P, I'm throwing at your window.
Can you see me, hear me?
G's Squad want me, they're going to have to say so.
You may want me, but I don't want know.
You can be what you wanted to be.
[CHORUS]
R.S.V.P. your invitation! |
