K-POP Lyrics Song

FiveEverybody Get Up

everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, five will make you get down now
everbody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, five will make you get down now

you gots to keep it real
you gots to keep it raw
i'm lyrically blessed so don't try to ignore
time forsom action creeping up your back and
keep the beat nasty like fanet my reaction
hard i'm addictive better lock your kids in
comin to yu area ya don't know what
you're missin go tell your family here comes
the enemy blowin up the spot tech remedy

CHORUS
keep it move, keep it move, keep it move movin on
i'll be the resident president, i'm the 5th element
jimmy, fly, snooka stone cold is how i'm
hittin em' better get together, put your hands
in the sky stick em up punk hit em low hit me high
now i'm the bad boy that you invite for
dinners ain't got no manners cos i eat with my
fingers lost boys terorise the neigmbourhood
and mounds of the baskercille will be up to no good
so come on come on everybody keep checking us
cimin with the funk brin it on wickedness

CHORUS

everybody better recognise we got the funky rhymes
keep it together, baby don't even try to otganise
we be the trughnecks no concept no business
we here to het down and ,ake em grab your hands
so everybody, anybody, somebody put your hands
together represent like john gotte
paragraph after grammar for gas
the party's armageddon hit em with the heavy
class i'm buggin hittin with the hooligan bamn
i know you wanna stand-up so baby jump

CHORUS
everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, five will make you get down now
everbody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, five will make you get down now

you gots to keep it real
you gots to keep it raw
i'm lyrically blessed so don't try to ignore
time forsom action creeping up your back and
keep the beat nasty like fanet my reaction
hard i'm addictive better lock your kids in
comin to yu area ya don't know what
you're missin go tell your family here comes
the enemy blowin up the spot tech remedy

CHORUS
keep it move, keep it move, keep it move movin on
i'll be the resident president, i'm the 5th element
jimmy, fly, snooka stone cold is how i'm
hittin em' better get together, put your hands
in the sky stick em up punk hit em low hit me high
now i'm the bad boy that you invite for
dinners ain't got no manners cos i eat with my
fingers lost boys terorise the neigmbourhood
and mounds of the baskercille will be up to no good
so come on come on everybody keep checking us
cimin with the funk brin it on wickedness

CHORUS

everybody better recognise we got the funky rhymes
keep it together, baby don't even try to otganise
we be the trughnecks no concept no business
we here to het down and ,ake em grab your hands
so everybody, anybody, somebody put your hands
together represent like john gotte
paragraph after grammar for gas
the party's armageddon hit em with the heavy
class i'm buggin hittin with the hooligan bamn
i know you wanna stand-up so baby jump

CHORUS

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