Get ’Em Up DJ Mitsu The Beats (Ft. ​eLZhi)

[Verse One] [Elzhi]:
A spit a striking collage once the mic is massaged
Thought you could see me but you couldn't, it's like a mirage
I'm the best thing
I've had drama that stress bring
To blowin' cess rings at the crib in my west wing
I'm super great, know the scoop once your crew is ate
Cause what I write is as tight as the chick you gotta lubricate
No need to recuperate
And to stoop to hate
I'm in a Coupe with house stupid as Snoop's estate
Decrease your pride, I provide you a piece
You wish, my beasts inside was tied to a leash
Cause in the booth son I'm the truth serum
The only time I lie is on a track, when the rhyme apply
I, stay on the model's lips
Haters get the hollow tips
For them I wouldn't twist my wrist and let the bottle drip
High as them Apollo trips
I'm pushin' Monte Carlo whips
And flow like the current in water that swallow ships
I'm at your services
Just a third of this is murderous
Makin' me the nicest you heard exist between bird and fish
Breathin'
Since I was teethin'
Be even
Scoopin' up dimes ?? Cleveland ??