Get Sick
Exilia Lyrics


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You, Mr. you, fight the fight
My tribes invade your radio
Choose your side, choose your crowd
And everybody's gonna get it loud
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Cut the leash, get a life
We're not just waiting to die

It's getting closer
It's getting closer
It's getting closer

Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side

You, eat the dream, eat them bucks
Young rebel from the sun god
Raise your fist, cut the shit
Everybody got to get it loud
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
We are not lost, we are not wrong
We're not just waiting to die

It's getting closer
It's getting closer
It's getting closer

Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side

I keep my eyes on the stars, we are
Sons of the sun god
I keep my eyes on the stars, we are
Sons of the sun god

Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio
Turn up the radio

Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Ready for the other side
Ready for the other side
Ready for the other side

I keep my eyes on the stars, we are
Sons of the sun god
I keep my eyes on the stars, we are
Sons of the sun god

Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick
Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side
Get sick
Motherfucker get sick




Are you ready for this?
Ready for the other side

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Exilia's "Get Sick" are an anthem for rebellion and standing up against conformity. The opening line "You, Mr. you, fight the fight" sets the tone for the rest of the song, as it suggests that the listener should be fighting against something. The next line "My tribes invade your radio" implies that the tribes of people who listen to Exilia's music are taking over the airwaves, and their message will be heard by all. The chorus "Get sick, motherfucker get sick" is a call to arms, encouraging the listener to rebel and get sick of the way things are.


The lines "Choose your side, choose your crowd" suggest that the listener needs to make a decision about which side they are on, and who they are aligned with. The repetition of "Turn up the radio" emphasizes the importance of the message being conveyed, and the insistence that it needs to be heard. The lyrics "Cut the leash, get a life / We're not just waiting to die" imply that the listener should break free of societal constraints and live life to the fullest instead of waiting for death to come.


The bridge "I keep my eyes on the stars, we are / Sons of the sun god" is a metaphor for reaching for the stars and achieving greatness. The repetition of "Ready for the other side" in the chorus reinforces the idea that the listener should be prepared for anything and ready to face whatever comes their way.


Line by Line Meaning

You, Mr. you, fight the fight
Addressing someone who is fighting a battle


My tribes invade your radio
Their message is broadcast on the radio


Choose your side, choose your crowd
Pick who you want to align with


And everybody's gonna get it loud
They want everyone to hear their message


Turn up the radio
Increasing the volume of the radio to hear their message


Cut the leash, get a life
Breaking free from constraints and living fully


We're not just waiting to die
Living with purpose and not just waiting for death


Get sick
Becoming infected with their message


Motherfucker get sick
Encouragement to fully accept their message


Are you ready for this?
Asking if the listener is prepared for what they have to say


Ready for the other side
Prepared to accept their message fully


You, eat the dream, eat them bucks
Someone pursuing their dreams for financial gain


Young rebel from the sun god
A rebel who follows their own path, not conventional beliefs


Raise your fist, cut the shit
Make a statement and stop any negativity


We are not lost, we are not wrong
They're confident in their beliefs


I keep my eyes on the stars, we are
Looking to the sky for inspiration and guidance


Turn up the radio
Increasing the volume of the radio to hear their message


Are you ready for this?
Asking if the listener is prepared for what they have to say


Sons of the sun god
Believing in their power and purpose


Ready for the other side
Prepared to accept their message fully




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