Artist: Louis Logic Album: Sin-A-Matic Song: Let's Get It Started * Typed by: en13712n@gmail.com * song starts at 3:18 mark of "Dust To Dust" [Louis Logic - Talking] Huh, yeah Yo, yeah, yo, yo! Follow the sounds of the drunken dragon and just imagine recoverin' alchies, jumpin' from the wagon (Look out!) Someone's staring in that your mom knows as "The King Of Put Downs" and "Most Ignorant Snot Nose" Who got flows, much liver than a 2Pac show? A drug wired truck driver's on caffeine pills My nasty spills surpass the thrill of the change to chill in bed with two muff divers Fuck a Budweiser, I'd rather taste the geyser of Jägermeister squirtin' out a stripper's shaved vagina What a way to find an artist, waiting for the show to start Don't snooze, punk, there were two drunks on Noah's Ark Throwing darts in Jehovah's bar, sippin' smooth rum scheming on how to stick the only chickens who would come You bet your ass if Lou was born I would've had 'em both Super drunk on Jack and Cokes and crash the boat [Chorus: Louis Logic] + (J-Love) Ayo, J! (What's going on, Lou?) Let's get it started Respect the artists at the bar so much, he's never carded It's... (two for us) ...and none for you So who can fuck with J on the beats? (Or get as drunk as Lou?) Let's get it started! "We keep it tight and that's the way it's supposed to be" - - > Grand Puba "Ya frontin', boy, come against me" - - > Guru "Louis Logic" "J.J. Brown" "Y'all ready?" "No!" [Louis Logic] Let's get it started, catch a harlot in stretched leather garments and wet her carpet I'm in the sex department at your local video shop Trying to ingest Bacardi mixed with some pop with a grip on my crotch Looking for lust in all ya slut's blue jeans It's nothin' personal, I'm just too mean So what new scheme, will I invent next to blend sex, music and beer? Into a world of art that you shouldn't hear I make a profit when I take a topless chick's picture and disfigure the size of the tits bigger Cut and paste a couple of sick niggas like me and J-Love on the nipples Spazzin' out like a couple of cripples who sip liquor 'till they chuckle a little Now isn't that cute? With all this talk about booze and puke it's no wonder you sick of that dude they call "The Dragon" When they looking for some action Drunks ain't falling off anymore I push 'em off the wagon [Chorus: Louis Logic] + (J-Love) Ayo, J! (What's going on, Lou?) Let's get it started Respect the artists at the bar so much, he's never carded It's... (two for us) ...and none for you So who can fuck with J on the beats? (Or get as drunk as Lou?) Let's get it started! "We keep it tight and that's the way it's supposed to be" - - > Grand Puba "Ya frontin', boy, come against me" - - > Guru "Louis Logic" "J.J. Brown" "Y'all ready?" "No!" [Louis Logic] I'm the evil voice that's in your head when you're drunk as a skunk That always has you headin' back to the keg Then you end up splashing your leg with a river of puke that gets in your boot and no one at the place will sit next to you I'm the barer of bad news, a terrible brat who sneaks out your mom's window in a pair of your dad's shoes I'll dare her to tattoo My rap name, square on her ass dude and deny it like, "I swear, I'm not that Lou" I'm the reason they invented gauze cause I'll clench my jaws around your bitches neck, see all men are dogs But none of 'em like Lou, will run up and bite you And just to be spiteful, start humpin' your wife too I'm the rightful ruler and king of the castle Doing his thing with Long Island Ice Tea, so fuck a Snapple I'll chug a flask full of whisky and ask you to diss me After I'm pissy, just to prove how much I love to battle [Chorus: Louis Logic] + (J-Love) Ayo, J! (What's going on, Lou?) Let's get it started Respect the artists at the bar so much, he's never carded It's... (two for us) ...and none for you So who can fuck with J on the beats? (Or get as drunk as Lou?) Let's get it started! Ayo, J! (What's going on, Lou?) Let's get it started Respected artists at the bar so much, he's never carded It's... (two for us) ...and none for you So who can fuck with J on the beats? (Or get as drunk as Lou?) Let's get it started! "We keep it tight and that's the way it's supposed to be" - - > Grand Puba "Ya frontin', boy, come against me" - - > Guru "Louis Logic" "J.J. Brown" "Y'all ready?" "No!" "We keep it tight and that's the way it's supposed to be" - - > Grand Puba "Ya frontin', boy, come against me" - - > Guru "Louis Logic" "J.J. Brown" "Y'all ready?" "Oh, Lord!"