Get It Right Or Be Gone

[Verse 1]

Get it right, or be gone

Way back, just a man, nineteen sixties

New York City I ain't dizzy, that's half-past fifty

Willie Mays the airwaves, to right from wrong (Uhh!)

(Get it right or be gone!)

Warnin' track to Johnny, no cash off the bench

Man in black, you heard who had the damn nerve

To dead the -N- word

Brought to you by hot, disturbed, you think not?

(Get it right or be gone!)

Run on third, dancin' like some jackal-robbing son

Stealin' homes, invadin' domes, married to the job

Job go, you no mo! Get it?

(Get it right or be gone!)

Here's a blooper, ratchet ruler's think they're super

If they can call you anything, and they could do anything

Mimickin' ways, gimmick kings

Callin' yourself anything

(Get it right or be gone!)

? because it was so sloppy what I do for hip-hop

B, let's see, cosigned by the Grandmaster Flash

Afrika Bambaataa, Kool Herc

DJ Hollywood, I'm good

(Get it right or be gone!)

Save a hundred-forty miles per hour struck out to slave

Harriet would of freed more slaves if they only knew they were slaves

Hip-hop I gave, free the damn airwaves!

(Get it right or be gone!)

[Verse 2]

And the first place disgracin' the hip-hop birth place

No debate, disrespect to self-hate

From them, genicide to juice huddles

Damn the damn hustle!

(Get it right or be gone!)

Rain out, crime puddles, part time coach

Designated spitter, eight-million hip-hop stories on you splitters

Devide the conquerors, flood the drunkard

(Get it right or be gone!)

Wild pitch, voice like bricks

No studio tricks, 1986 draft pick

You know the damn name, shock lock it to the hall of fame

(Get it right or be gone!)

Ain't no friendly game, next time stay out of the line of fire

Sit yourself in a corner, keep your ass quiet

Hey, I ain't wanna get nobody fired now

(Get it right or be gone!)

?, this ain't no self-destruction

We ain't in the same game, I'm pointin' my finger at you

The problem is you, shuttin' you down because you tear us down

(Get it right or be gone!)

Extra innings spinning since the beginning

Hip-hop been in New York forty years, who the hell think they be winning?

When we all hearin' no balance in the air

Get it right or be gone!

A song is more than a record, check it

A movement is bigger than a song, check

A mindset is even greater than a movement, keep it movin'

Get it right or be gone!

A no-hitter over nine, strived to be civilized

Excel in mental over physical, styles of those guy

Rapper does good, they hardly pay him any mind

Every step if trouble is a cultural landmine

So this black snowball rolls up with the flow

I put the thermostat, turned the heat up, lock all the windows

Ain't gotta use no big words y'all ain't never heard

(Get it right or be gone!)

Still intellectual instead of anti-lectual

Dumbed down and young down, like I don't know a festival

Epitome of five-thousand shows, ? culturalists

What y'all seeing is a traveling human-being

Ground grew, rapper in trouble

Sorry Busta, love you but everything is not a hustle

Rapper does good, press says nothin'

Y'all better tell these kids somethin'

Get it right or be gone!

[Outro]

(Uhh!)

Get it right, get it right

Get it right, or be gone!

(Uhh!)

Yo, take it how you want it

Take it how you want it

Be gone!

USA'ers are crippled by the lack of history of geographic knowledge, sometimes not even visiting other states, thus not knowing the Earth equals slavery. I suggest that the many artists, that they aggressively spread their art to the Earth instead of sitting around wishing a corp makes them a star