Git It Now

[Intro: Blu] Uh, you got to get it Right now Uh, you got to get it When? Right now [Verse 1: Blu] Rocking steady with the rhythm, get 'em loose They heard y'all rocking long enough It's time to give them truth They say they want a hit? Here's a needle, find a groove It's for my people tryna choose between sex, drugs and violence 'Cept thugs be lyin' They say they fire two's when they bustin' in they rhymes But they ain't got a 9 to shoot Bet they got a mom Dukes who can't listen to they shit cause It ain't fact we make tracks for people with they fist up Prayin' spit to switch up But that's asking too much They feel real content selling lies to make them two bucks Hanging on a dream that one day they finna move up Now they crazy, glue stuck Cause move.meant got some new cuts For trekking, yes Blu 'cuz is with them too, ripping booths Spittin' through the box labels thought that he would fit into I rock steady with the rhythm just to get 'em loose Y'all rocked long enough Its time to give these niggas truth [Hook (x4)] Git it....now [Verse 2: Trek Life] I got so much on my mind, but I'm still flowing Still rolling, writing rhymes in my worst turmoil, turn soil Dig deep in the dirt Rhyme talk, speak my hurt You can hear it in my verse Even when I'm at my worst Ima take action first, spit action Reveal me in it, you feel me in it Cause even the problem's done it still be vintage Others relate to it as the world keep spinning I smile through these difficult trials Keep ripping it, wow Track like John and I reach out So I have no choice but to manifest greatness Cause every chromosome given Just forces me to make it But it's so hard for ya boy Lows only getting lower But I keep pushing harder I will not be slaughtered, drowning in these deep waters Every rhyme scheme darker Here's a life preserver, that's why I write these verses Get it now? [Hook (x4)] [Verse 3: Champ of Move.Meant] They told me I was born ready, steady The type that hit the ground running Form steady, every night fight from round one till the last bell I take it back to four tracks and max cells Y'all soft like pastels is The combination of 9 years spitting Now I'm hitting my prime Dope for ever line written I shine bright like (?) light I send a tone like it's my fine birth right The first type given So best believe it, ima keep on livin' Till I see 'em drippin' (?) And I get my money up, call it fund raising We taking more (?) And we goin' out guns blazing Tracking Blu with my crew got so much heat, y'all don't understand And if there's no such thing as a short thing We the closest thing to it This step fam got a nice ring to it now [Hook]