Get It Together - Slum Village

Get yourself together baby, before it’s too late for ya

Yeah i’m seein' you in the mess that you made, gotta

Hit the bottom to come thru like true bass in the

You said you can never be too paid, so what

You let niggas put you on like, and what

You start tastin' koolaid

But feel ya, like you waitin' two steaks but uh

Deep inside you hurtin' like a toothache you know

You’re too fake, you straight yeah that’s what you say, baby

Anyway hey, get that shit (together)

Start your funeral boy, write you obituo-

You shouldn’t let you know who back in the studio

The flow that’ll chew your whole ass like a tootsie roll

No laugh no jokes

And my loot is still usual for those who provoke

Get mush like a two-year old

Pushed in a corner 'cause you under control

Can’t hold the fast-paced 'cause your

'Sho nuff slow poke wichya face exposed

Put yo ass in the sling and do what you suppos-

And oh, here’s a couple words I think you should

Together for what?

The s is makin' them

Runnin my mouth, sometimes i wonder for what

It just goes to show how many clits you blow for what

Just to get a number?

That’s why my crew will never ever sit back and have to wonder, about another

paycheck

My lyrics are definitely considered to be a threat

Like steppin to the s would some shit you regret