I got soul  although I'm not black
 Pass the mic and I'm a spark it
 Cause I'm the hottest rapper on the market
 I used to shoot dice to the curb
 Peace to my brothers on 163rd
 Hold your head and stay strong
 My main man Roadie got it going on
 So now you know the time
 Bust how I flip it  check the rhyme
 I kick the hits even with the big belly
 Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly
 So give me that honey love
 You know what I'm thinking of
 Joe's the man with the master plan
 I got more rhymes than the beats got fans
 Peace to Greg Nice and Smooth B
 And if you don't believe then you soon shall see
 That I'll be the last to survive
 I won't fake the funk, I won't take a dive
 So now you know what's up
 I make the crowd bounce and get on up

 "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x)

 This is a jam for the radio station
 Peace to the whole Zulu Nation
 I'm so bad, call the cops
 I got props, I'm gonna rule hip-hop
 Cause I'm the only real rap monster
 I love eating shrimp and lobster
 City Island is my favorite place
 Step in Sammy's and dog my face
 Losing weight, that must be a joke
 Cause I eat four steaks and drink a Diet Coke
 Although I'm big I won't take a swig
 Of the Moet, it makes me a much worse poet
 And you know that's not the mood, black
 Diamond always hits me with the crazy fat tracks
 So now you know what's up
 I make the crowd bounce, get on up

 "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x)

 "Get On Up" is the name of this song
 Bounce to the beat if you got it going on
 Now in '93, maybe '94
 They'll have a Fat Joe tour
 Coming to your town with the brand new sound
 Representing for the whole Boogie Down
 So don't grab the mic or you'll get hurt
 If you come in a Bez then you'll leave in a hearse
 That's that, everybody knows the flav
 Misbehave and you'll dig your own grave
 Fat Joe, chopping down trees
 Nuff respect to Showbiz & A.G.
 Peace to my buckwild crew from the Bronx
 I hope you'll strike me gets a good response
 And if you like the vibe, act like you know
 You can get on up with your man Fat Joe, and I'm out

 "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x)

 To my people from Brooklyn, get on up
 And to my people from Manhattan, get on up
 To my people from the Bronx (Get on up)
 To my people from Cali
 To my people from Texas
 To my people from Atlanta
 To my people in Detroit
 Everybody in the world just get on up

 "Get on up" "Get on up!" (Repeat 4x