Bizzle & God Over Money – Get Up

Lyrics: Get Up by Bizzle

[Bizzle:]
We been on a mission with the game
Here, went to fishin’ men in pain
Please inform the King, that we at war
Try keepin’ more precision with the aim (Aim)
To feed the poor, we need to lead the poor
[?] is so we go in the same (Same)
Eager for, the people we implore you, to keep with Jesus
We gon’ speak His name
Yeshua, bless ’em up, bang
Weapon up, this is not a game
Tell you what I’ll tell myself, a lil’ boy
Step it up and live the life you claim
I ain’t tryna’ be God, dawg, (Dawg)
I’m just tryna’ please God, dawg (Dawg)
Perfect, I don’t claim to be at all (No)
I just know I need God, dawg (Yeah)
He is everything we need to know
He is everywhere we need to go
We ain’t have a seed to sow
That He gave me everything
A tree would need to grow (Yeah)
We the kingdom, need to go and teach
And believe in Jesus, He can free your soul (Real talk)
Just know, there ain’t no other way
Just go, there ain’t no more to say
Let’s roll (Skrrrt)

Because He reigns, I do what He say
I don’t ask why
Left the grave, took my death away
Gave me back life
Told me how to move
Dropped them jewels out the sky
And He’s comin’ soon, til’ He do
Homie, I…
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey

[Jered Sanders:]
Yo, we got to unify (Yeah)
I’m part of the body, it’s do or die (Do or die)
If I get a shot and a ruger flies (Yeah)
Suit and tie and the body is eulogized (Yeah)
I was doin’ my duty, to crucify
Son of God, son of man
Let ’em bruise a body
Brutalize, scrutinize
And He let ’em do it live
So that you and I, truly beautified (Yeah)
Yeah, I got blood on me (Real talk)
Had it on me, out in Junior High (Yeah)
Man, I had to drip back then (Whoop whoop)
Call ’em up and get a new supply (Yeah)
Thank God, He ain’t get the conclusion
I wasn’t movin’ and stupified
With a losin’ vibe, I was foolin’ and stupid high
He don’t look with a human eye (Nah)
Got a solution, my evolution
By persecution, I’m revolutionized
And refusing to futilize
And pollution to Lucifer’s new supply
It’s the looniest use of time
Keep it movin’ guys
Man, it’s putrifyin’
Get a view of Zion
And you better never lose your grip on the Lion of Judah’s prize
My God

[Bizzle:]
Because He reigns, I do what He say
I don’t ask why
Left the grave, took my death away
Gave me back life
Told me how to move
Dropped them jewels out the sky
And He’s comin’ soon, til’ He do
Homie, I…
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey
Get up and go, get up and get up and get up and get up and go
Hey

[Datin:]
Uh-oh
He told me get up and go
And repent of, the gross life-style
Be a sinner, no more
Be a dealer of hope, to the fans that will fill up the shows
Spit truth, that can seal up the holes in there hearts and
I’m a make you realer and bold
A guerilla with a killa’, approach King-Kong
Godzilla, with flows
Get your skill up
And boast on my son Jesus
Whose a healer of souls
I said Lord, I am willin’ to roll
Then He gave me a fill of the ghost
I’m as ill as before
But it’s God over skrilla and dough
New ark, with the lost
Who gon’, fill up the boat
Hooker and the pimp, widow and both
The dealer and the fiend, they done fill up with dope
The gang, into deep, to kill out the folk
And the ghetto, Christ saved
That they stood up, results, new to the zone
The reason we record and write these bars
Even preachin’ for His righteous causes
‘Cuz, we have seen His glory, Christ is Lord
We received Him freely, called, despite the flaws
We the seed, is talkin’ like a boss
Defeating demon armies by the cross
And defeating evil, surely fight your wars
Homie, get up and go