Title: Animate
Subtitle:
Artist: Rush
Album:
Author:
Copyright:
Tabled by: Ace Frehley
Instructions:
Notices: the-ace-frehley@bol.com.br

Tempo: 122 BPM
Tracks: 8
Instruments:
Bars: 178

Lyric

Get the fuck up

Aiyo, when I step up in the bar
Everybody hit the fuckin' floor
Lucky motherfuckers make it to the door
Cause when I spit on mic's, I spit raw
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor

I keep the club owner vexed
'Cause he gotta pay me when I spit
Plus replace a lot of shit
Niggers get to wildin'
When my words echoes the room like
(Get your hand out my pockets)

You sock shit while my topics rockin'
I'm banned from clubs 'cause of my toxic tonsils
Loud speakin' like a fuckin' sports announcer
I spit the block hot till you rush the bouncer
Or rush the motherfucker in your way who's bouncin'
You know O. Trice get the gats pronouncin'

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I'ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records till I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin' but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn't give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave, motherfucker

When I speak I blow out your tweeters
A dog show out with speakers
Roll out with heaters
I'm just a animal eatin' the game
Jungle monkey, funky and Obie's the name

I roll solo, never been a hoe, though
Keep gats vocal when cats act loco
Where you at when I'm movin' the crowd
You get trampled, mashed on Detroit style
Up out your seats, pump out the E's
Off the beats, the crowd "Obie, please"

Where my niggers at, smokin' them trees
Off the cognac, finger fuckin' a skeez
That's how it is when you party with me
You don't like it? You L7 like a square be

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I'ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records till I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin' but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn't give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave, motherfucker

Yo yo yo, and since I came
I've rearranged the place with blaze
Stage dive with Colt Seavers, DNA
I'm so addicted to gettin' niggers lifted
Drunk off the liquid, O. Trice, the misfit

Dousin' the crowd with piss and bile
We underground, motherfucker, fix your frowns
I be the boy with the whiskey toy
Off a whiskey, you never been to skeet before

So throw up your hands and Peep out your man's when
I come through next quarter Trice intervene use
And trust, I'm attackin' it
I cook up the hot shit like Ainsley Harriet

That's why I'm so miraculous
And Obie gets you niggers pumped up
I'll see you next coliseum, chump
That's right, it's your Obie Trice fucked up
Off weed... E's and whiskey

Get loud motherfucker when I speak motherfucker
Out your seat motherfucker, I'ma reach motherfuckers
Shady Records till I sleep motherfucker
Obie Trice, nothin' but street, motherfucker
Tear this bitch up until you bleed motherfucker
I wouldn't give a fuck who you be, motherfucker
Punk, pussy, bitch or G, motherfucker
Adrenaline rush before you leave, motherfucker