Fat Joe (born Joseph Cartagena on August 19, 1970) is a American rapper of … Read Full Bio ↴Fat Joe (born Joseph Cartagena on August 19, 1970) is a American rapper of Puerto Rican and Cuban heritage. Born and brought up in the Bronx, Joe was popular in the large underground hip hop scene during the early and mid-1990s. During this period, Joe was affiliated with KRS-One — there are pictures online at KRS-One's Temple of Hiphop site showing the pair drawing graffiti ("bombing") together. He is also the most widely known member of the D.I.T.C. Crew (the "Digging in the Crates Crew"), along with smaller hip-hoppers such as Diamond D, Lord Finesse, O.C., A.G., Buckwild, occasional member Big L (deceased), and Big Pun (deceased). The title of the group refers to DJs who "dig in the crates" of used record stores to find rare or novel records with "breaks" that they could use as fat beats for production or in performances. Fat Joe has flirted with gaining mass recognition in the mainstream American music scene, most prominently in his massive cameos on songs by artists such as Jennifer Lopez.

Fat Joe's first single off his eleventh album is, "Another Round," a collaboration with Chris Brown. The Another Round Songfacts reports that it was his first Hot 100 hit for four years.

Fat Joe has also had major beef with his ex TS Crew member Cuban Linkz who was a part of Fat Joe TS Crew until they had a disagreement about money royalties and the pair had a fight and Fat Joe knifed Cuban Linkz on the side of his face. The beef has quiet down now but they are no longer friends and nor do they speak to each other.

Get On Up
Fat Joe Lyrics

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Here we go now I'm back

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 be

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)

Overall Meaning

"Get on Up" is a song by American rapper Fat Joe. The song features a fast-paced beat with upbeat and motivational lyrics. The lyrics speak to Fat Joe's prowess as a rapper, his respect and care for his community, and his goals to be a top rapper in the game. In the first verse, he talks about shooting dice with his friends and sends a message of support to his peers. He then goes on to boast about his rapping skills and name-drops R. Kelly. In the second verse, he talks about his favorite foods and hangs out spots, but also asserts his commitment to staying healthy. He honors his Bronx crew, the Zulu Nation, and Showbiz & A.G., while warning others not to cross him.

Fat Joe's "Get on Up" was a hit when it was first released in 1993. The song reached the 19th spot on the US Billboard Hot Rap Singles chart and was later included on his debut album, "Represent" released in 1993. As one of Fat Joe's earliest and most successful songs, "Get on Up" helped launch his career as a rapper.

Line by Line Meaning

Here we go now I'm back
I'm back and ready to go

I got soul although I'm not black
Even though I'm not black, I still have soul

Pass the mic and I'm a spark it
When you pass me the mic, I'm going to light it up

Cause I'm the hottest rapper on the market
I'm the best rapper out there

I used to shoot dice to the curb
I used to play craps on the street

Peace to my brothers on 163rd
Shoutout to my friends on 163rd St.

Hold your head and stay strong
Stay strong and keep your head up

My main man Roadie got it going on
My friend Roadie is doing great

So now you know the time
You now know what time it is

Bust how I flip it check the rhyme
Listen to how I change it up and check out the rhymes

I kick the hits even with the big belly
Even though I'm overweight, I still make great music

Cause I freak the funk like my man R. Kelly
I make great music like my friend R. Kelly

So give me that honey love
Give me some love

You know what I'm thinking of
You know what's on my mind

Joe's the man with the master plan
I'm the man with the plan

I got more rhymes than the beats got fans
I have many more rhymes than there are fans of the beat

Peace to Greg Nice and Smooth be
Shoutout to Greg Nice and Smooth B

And if you don't believe then you soon shall see
If you don't believe in me, you'll see soon enough

That I'll be the last to survive
I will be the one to last through it all

I won't fake the funk, I won't take a dive
I won't pretend to be something I'm not or give up

So now you know what's up
Now you know what's happening

I make the crowd bounce and get on up
I make the crowd move and get up

This is a jam for the radio station
This is a song for the radio station to play

Peace to the whole Zulu Nation
Shoutout to the entire Zulu Nation

I'm so bad, call the cops
I'm so good, it's like a crime

I got props, I'm gonna rule hip-hop
I'm going to be the best in hip-hop

Cause I'm the only real rap monster
I'm the best rapper

I love eating shrimp and lobster
I really enjoy eating shrimp and lobster

City Island is my favorite place
I really love City Island

Step in Sammy's and dog my face
I go to Sammy's and eat a lot of food

Losing weight, that must be a joke
Losing weight seems impossible for me

Cause I eat four steaks and drink a Diet Coke
Even though I eat a lot, I still drink Diet Coke

Although I'm big I won't take a swig
Even though I'm overweight, I won't drink alcohol

Of the Moet, it makes me a much worse poet
Drinking Moet (a type of alcohol) makes me worse at making poetry

And you know that's not the mood, black
That's not the vibe I'm going for

Diamond always hits me with the crazy fat tracks
My friend Diamond gives me great music to work with

So now you know what's up
Now you know what's happening

I make the crowd bounce, get on up
I make the crowd move and get up

Get On Up is the name of this song
The name of this song is Get On Up

Bounce to the beat if you got it going on
Dance if you're feeling it

Now in '93, maybe '94
In 1993 or 1994

They'll have a Fat Joe tour
There will be a tour with me, Fat Joe

Coming to your town with the brand new sound
Coming to your area with new music

Representing for the whole Boogie Down
Representing for the entire Boogie Down

So don't grab the mic or you'll get hurt
Don't try to take the mic from me or you'll regret it

If you come in a Bez then you'll leave in a hearse
If you come in a Mercedes-Benz, you might end up dead (in a hearse)

That's that, everybody knows the flav
That's it, everyone knows what's up

Misbehave and you'll dig your own grave
If you misbehave, you will cause your own downfall

Fat Joe, chopping down trees
I, Fat Joe, am a powerful force

Nuff respect to Showbiz & A.G.
I have a lot of respect for Showbiz and A.G.

Peace to my buckwild crew from the Bronx
Shoutout to my wild crew from the Bronx

I hope you'll strike me gets a good response
I hope this song gets a good response

And if you like the vibe, act like you know
If you're feeling the vibe, show it

You can get on up with your man Fat Joe, and I'm out
You can dance with me, Fat Joe, and that's it

To my people from Brooklyn, get on up
People from Brooklyn, dance

And to my people from Manhattan, get on up
People from Manhattan, dance

To my people from the Bronx (Get on up)
People from the Bronx, dance

To my people from Cali
People from California

To my people from Texas
People from Texas

To my people from Atlanta
People from Atlanta

To my people in Detroit
People from Detroit

Everybody in the world just get on up
Everyone in the world, dance

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOSEPH CARTAGENA, JOSEPH KIRKLAND

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