"Get Ur Ass Up (No Filter Version)"

[Intro – Spoken, gritty voice, distorted radio filter] When life kicks you in the teeth, man… Yeah—it fookin' hurts. But you don’t just lay there and bleed out for sympathy. Nobody’s comin’ with a bandaid or a goddamn halo. If you can’t pick yourself up? Look around… Ain’t nobody here gonna save you. Ain’t nobody gonna protect your sorry ass. No sympathy. And why the fook would you want it? You waitin’ for someone to stand up for you? To scream “enough is enough”? Nope. No fookin’ way. Hit me again. Hit me again. HIT ME AGAIN. GET. YOUR. ASS. UP. Get your ass up... No one said you could quit. This ain’t a game. This is the day. You stand. Or you fall. But either way—you did it. Nobody else. [Bridge – Growled, feedback rising underneath] Hell, fuck those who get what they want And double-fuck those who expect it all Get in line, sheep—follow that easy crawl While the rest of us bleed just to stand tall I get it, man— It's hard to rise When the weight of sin’s burned holes in your hands But we rise anyway Cuz pain’s the price of being real [Drop into Final Chorus] GET. YOUR. ASS. UP. This ain’t pity. This is fookin' war music. And you're already in it. the way I see son, you don't have a choice...you get back up... and fuck do it again Now...GET UR ASS UP [Outro – Chant-style chaos] Get up—get wild—get loud—get mean Get your ass up Get ur ass up burn’ down the machine Get up—get wild—get loud—get free... Get your ass up We don’t quit. We glitch. Repeat. Get your ass up Motherfuckers....get up