Get Em' Lyrics - Big Sean

(Hook) 

(Uh) Man verse by verse im'a make these weak niggas' disperse (sweet nigga) 

Man I swear verse by verse im'a make these weak rappers disperse (sweet nigga) 

Man im'a get em (uh) im'a get em (ehh) Watch me get em (uh) Im'a get em (ehh) Im'a get em (uh) Im'a get em (ehh) Watch me get em' (uh) Im'a get em 

(Verse) 

I'm very instrumental, to any instrumental; you ain't on my level my nigga, even a little 

You at the bottom, not even at Malcolm in the middle 

You homo ass nigga, (shh) go-N eat some skittles 

Now hop up on the rainbow try to reach where I hang though 

I'm a little further up then and near the angels 

So at your highest point you still wouldn't reach my ankles 

You are what you eat but that ain't true cuz im anal... (eww) 

And the people show love like a bear hug 

I'm here to last, they temporary call em' haircuts 

Fair enough I stand behind my balls like a felon does 

If you a boss, meet the executor and when it come to paper, meet the editor 

(Uh) A little better brah you need to step, step it up 

I'm on my business that's my forte, you 

You beat around the bush like four play 

And they anticipatin' me like a court date 

So for the bars im'a charge like the court say 

And if the court say they know I did it like OJ (what?) 

Then im in the next city like a tour date 

There ain't no I in team but its an I in win 

Ain't no I in lose but there's an I in him 

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Mini me... Me....mini muahh.... so beat the repitwa of the upper extra lode 

That's high, high in the sky, high to the point that I almost saw God. (Wow). 

I stand out from the rest like Yao 

But ain't gotta play ball to having you cheering.(The crowd) 

Perform so well I might as well take a bow 

Shittin on these niggas' like a movement from my bowels 

People wanna know how if feels in the clouds 

But I guess they'll never know cuz im never coming down 

I started with a dream, added a little faith in, mixed it with adversity and let it marinate. 

I put it in the oven for awhile and let it bake (yup) 

Call it food for thought, put it on yo' plate 

A friend of mighty Motown, home sweet home 

Where I roam like a phone in the unknown zone 

My niggas' roam like a phone in the unknown zone 

And we condone a tone a money hoes and clothes 

And my record sell like a boat load 

Fam you couldn't fill my shoes like bozos 

And im solo, cuz I herd that what hoes really want... is a ring like froto. (no) 

Coastal, man my nickname postal 

Why they loco like they old schools (mannn?) 

I should beat them like pro tools 

Will Farrell nigga started out old school 

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(repeat hook) 

Man verse by verse im'a make these weak niggas' disperse (sweet nigga) 

Man I swear verse by verse im'a make these weak rappers disperse (sweet nigga) 

Man im'a get em (uh) im'a get em (ehh) Watch me get em (uh) Im'a get em (ehh) Im'a get em (uh) Im'a get em (ehh) Watch me get em (uh) Im'a get em