E=mc2 Lyrics - J. Dilla

[J Dilla:] 

Yeah 

Let's go 

Turn it up 

Introducin' 

World famous beat junkie 

Jay Dilla 

Yeah 

I got my man with me 

[Common:] 

Get up get up, and rock, and rock 

The humm the humm and knock and knock 

You out the atmosphere 

This rap here something that I felt in the moment 

Of truth, opponents in the booth 

Inspired, is what I write, fire like 'roof' 

They say that I'm as hot as the block is 

I say that I'm as cold as the dark is 

Moms sit in the cut 

Tryin' to get my niggas in the den he walked by 

Hold his stoony up 

Hole in his "Chest" like Cody "Nutt" 

Smoking his cess, he blow it up 

As if schemed out the window lobby 

Similar sex, revolution and techs on the death 

When niggas shoot for extra loot and respect 

Live and direct effect from the C-O 

Double get your paper 

We stay up out of trouble nigga 

[J Dilla:] 

Get up stand up throw you fucking hands up 

If you got the feelin' jump up touch the ceiling 

Get, get, get up get up 

Get get get, get, get up, get up yeah 

Get up stand up throw you fucking hands up 

If you got the feelin' jump up touch the ceiling 

Get, get, get up get up 

Get get up, get, get up, get up, get up yeah 

Get up stand up throw you fucking hands up 

If you got the feelin' jump up touch the ceiling 

Get, get, get up get up 

I get get, get up, get up yeah 

[Common:] 

Get up niggas, get live ladies 

Since the early 80's I rock the planet daily 

Radio Rasheed this is how I do when I write things 

The party for your right to fight scenes 

Baby girl you as young as the nice seams on tight jeans 

Should have been Kahlua or ice cream 

My pipe dream's long as the fight scenes in The Matrix 

Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature 

Try to control that shit so my soul don't get 

Dirty for some girly, unworthy of the flowers 

I admit that I got strange powers 

Brain showers 

Like the Eiffel, leaning thru life cycle 

Hold the bible and a rifle 

That they do me might go 

Get me in the spotlight, turn the lights low 

Make you wanna holler like tooti 

I abuse the disciple 

Beats, streets meets speaks mind, times and life yo 

Get up