Everybody Get Up – Song and Lyrics by 5ive

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Everybody Get Up’ by 5ive. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 5ive or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now

You gots to keep it real
You gots to keep it raw
I’m lyrically blessed
So don’t try to ignore
Time for some action
Creeping up your back and
Keep the beat nasty
Like Janet my reaction
Hard I’m addictive
Better lock your kids in
Coming to you area
Ya don’t know what you’re missing
Go tell your family
Here comes the enemy
Blowing up the spot tech remedy

Everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now

Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on
Keep it moving on

I’ll be the resident, president
I’m the 5th element
Jimmy fly snooka stone
Cold is how I’m
Hittin’ em’ better get together
Put your hands in the sky
Stick em up punk
Hit em low, hit em high
Now I’m the bad boy
That you invite for dinners
Ain’t got no manners
’cause I eat with my fingers
Lost boys terrorize the neighbourhood
And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good
So come on, come on
Everybody keep checking us
Coming with the funk
Bring it on wickedness

Everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now

Everybody better recognize
We got the funky rhymes
Keep it together, baby
Don’t even try to organize
We be the roughnecks
No concept, no business
We here to get down
And make em grab your biscuits
So everybody, anybody, somebody
Put your hands together
Represent like John Gotti
Paragraph after grammar for gas
The party’s Armageddon
Hit em with the heavy class
I’m bugging
Hitting with the hooligan bamn
I know I wanna stand-up
So baby jump!

Everybody get up singing
Five will make you get down now
Everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now

Everybody get up singing
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now

Five will make you get down