Artist: Hilltop Hoods
Album:  A Matter of Time
Song:   Give it Up
Typed by: newos_crib_is@hotmail.com, sensative_new_age_guy@hotmail.com

[Verse 1 - Pressure]
I clutch my chest for some breath that eludes me
Plain and truly, you try and comprehend your words but you lose me
Stubborn my character, I'm hanging loosely, to some loose leaf
Sign wave, it's my face, the motion moves me
I stagger awkwardly, unfortunately most can't walk with me
I thought we'd be of similar faith, yet still they talk of me
I've got a heart full of soul, yet all the hawker's be
thoughtlessly moving through life forgetting this importancy
Now lessons taught to me fly by me like memories
That's when embers leap out, I sit produce the tendencies
I shift my energy to enemies who pretend to be
a friend of me, regularly play the greater tongue tenancies

[Verse 2 - Suffa]
You gots to give it up cause it's a matter of time right
I rhyme tight, it's fine like a model in the limelight
I shine light, so gets the message like a sign right
You'll find high lyrics then regret it in hindsight
I shine bright in rhyme fights with my mind right
You looking blindside and rhyme bite, kid tonight is my night
I might, blind your eyesight with my analogy
Let's clear the stage if you want to come battle me
Expand it like the cells and calories, so challenge me
I harness the beat, that's how to ring em', bring the cavalry
Shallow be MC's, irritating like an allergy
Hallowed be thy name if you want fame or salary

[Hook - x4]
"Give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up"
"Everybody sing"

[Verse 3 - Suffa]
...You gots, you gots, you gots
You gots to give it up cause I know that you're on it
A B-Boy, the force in my soul is sonic
My words are commen-tating on the planet
The earth I tread, my sneakers hit the granite
And I'm moving, at the speed of sunrays reflecting
off mirrored city buildings (my sneaks keep in step)
Along the city streets that I'm walking
Inside my Walkman, I feel the vibe of an MC talking
(Speaking... spoken...)
The words tap your soul and the verse gets you open
Like the mind of a bass head hitting the pipe
I step through the day and walk into the night

[Verse 4 - Pressure]
Give up the one-liners then I break em' in half
Give em' two back to take back in the arse, just for faking my art
Now they faint in the heart, just for making the chart
I gots to break em' apart and forsake em, depart
from my path like a Jehovah's Witness
I move the crowd 'til they got motion sickness, in flows my sickness
From the cream of the crop, who rose the thickest?
I run a stage just to show my fitness, and post a witness
My microphone durability, your crew admittedly you knew was feeling me
Come from my true stability
I draw energy from MC provoking
But I don't draw breath just to leave words unspoken

[Hook - x4]

[Scratches by DJ Next]
"Give it up"