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From the grips of pain
I go and take my last step
from the grips of death
I hold my last breath
so tell me were your at
and where's your head at
I'm comin at you phat
like a baseball bat


swung by Mark McGwire
I ain't no fuckin liar
that's why they call me Truth
but you can call me sire
If you ain't hip to this
than come check the fitness
come be a witness
go down with a quickness


Chorus


LET'S GET IT ON YALL
GET IT GET IT ON
LET'S GET IT ON YALL
GET IT GET IT ON
LET'S GET IT ON YALL
GET IT GET IT ON
LET'S GET IT ON
LET'S GET IT ON


verse 2


Back to the real
it's back to reality
steady talkin shit
bout you wanna battle me
twistin and turnin
that knife in my back
you seem so surprised
when I turn to react


but yo here I stand
you and me
one on one
ain't no turning back kid
the shit talkin's done
nowhere to turn
nowhere to hide
I'll be checkin yo chin
while breakin your spine
chorus


verse 3


So you got beef
well come step to this
it's a damn fucking shame
it had to come to this
if it's fisticuffs
then throw your fist up
if you wanna blow it up
bitch I say lets throw em up


you done fucked up
the moment you crossed that line
by the fear in your eyes
I knew that ass was mine
talked all that noise
and played the role of a sucka
payback's a bitch
take that muthafucka.