Get Me - Twista

«Here I am.»

«Here I am.»

«Here I am.»

«Oooh, yeah, here I am.»

«Come and get me!»

On a rainy die day early morn', my lethal legacy was born

Ask any rapper around, 'bout the fuckin mics I left torn

But they won’t give me all my peeps, and there’s only one shot to get G’s

Got love for my MC’s at home, but some of them still hate on me

Look how many years I done repped, hustled through the streets in the cold

It’s fire but our first rap as ever, signed the contract a decade ago

Put Chi name on records in the East, put Chi name on records in the West

Put Chi name on records in the South, bitch how you gon' open your mouth?

To the motherfuckin industry, why you hate on me and my city?

Would it be an imbalance of power if y’all let Chi niggas get cheese?

Or is it us holdin us back?

Think hard when you rollin your sack

Whatever the case my Chi nigga, if it’s in my means I got yo' back

What the fuck’s really goin on, does the magazine know we on?

Don’t he know I’m already established myself as Twista Corleone?

Well I’m holdin my city down, ain’t goin nowhere, here I stay

You know where I am if you hate me

If you want me Here I am

What did I do to deserve, all of this madness around me

Found me in the studio buryin myself in work and was smokin herb

Tried to kick me to the curb

To the back to the ditch to the dump to the shack but I sprint in the front

In the 'Llac with a fifth and a blunt in the back with a bitch and a pump

And I’m ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches

Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B.

family handle business

Comin into Twista’s realm, journey with me through the pain

The hurt just might make you envision drama that could turn you insane

How much of my chaos bring tears, how many threaten my career?

How many threatenin to murder me but bitch you know where I live

Who the fuck do you think I is?

Y’all ain’t comin at wit no shotties

Why you think you can hurt like these years, yo all of my peeps can you sawed

Think you finna bring out my fears?

Tell me why my success make you cry

And why my downfalls make you laugh, but I bet my hydro got you high

Never let hate back me down, stand firm like a man

If you want me

Wanna kill me?

Here I am

We got Geo like Neo, of course we as sourcy as Morpheus

Or we as sick as sir Marcus Aurelius alias atheist

Against niggas who flow be the achiest, against the aliens

And why they hate me is maybe it’s cause I’m controllin this radius

Of this world and this whole universe, don’t believe let me spit you a verse

Just when you thought you was worst, I come with words that’ll make you disperse

My allies know I’m too cold, my enemies know I spit fast

My Lords know I bust that thang, my gangstas know I whoop some ass

Mobsta family steady ride, L.B.

family steady click

While us and other crews collide, choose your weapon take a pick

Load up, click-clack, it’s on — finna bust, get back, run home

Come at me bogus, get whacked with a strap to the back of the dome

Industry niggas get gone, heard y’all be speaking big words

I show you some shit that’ll blow you now slow you down like you sip syrup

The Chi-Town's sacrificial lamb, well here I stand

Firm if you hate me

If you want me Here I am