Give It Up
J‐Live & R.A. the Rugged Man Lyrics
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"Give it up! Oh Lord.... give it all to you
I try, but - it's - just - no - use!"
[R.A. the Rugged Man]
Aiyo, give it up, rush you up, no fuss, blood rush
Cuss much, what's mine? You bust nuts, crunch crunch
Spark the bud, what's what, the white King Tut
On the record with J-Live, I could hardly believe this
I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school teachers
Hair flinch from the eighties, library, lies bury
TV, tell lies visually, kid you wit me, hostility
Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he mentally illy
Still is he, actually, really killed me, billy
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I probably do
Ammunition spitting is him, is it, you listening
Littering written, it's in slippers, get the rebel in him
Sticking it with sinners, sizzlin' rhythm, verbally hit him
Did he did it, or did he didn't, admit it
Pretend he ain't offended, the men and women
Every minute they in it, don't be
Every illiterate ignorant critical dissed it
Every idiot that ain't live it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my dick
[Chorus]
[J-Live]
Give it up, for the Gods & the Earths, ladies and gentleman
All the human families, the wicked can't stand me
The righteous man hands me the mic, it's uncanny how
One man's penalty's, is another man's boo-whore
The label pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport
Still can't stop a grown man, from pressing report
A free man can either be freedom or free label
When you spent, what you make, to keep making, you can't save
A damn thing, no savings, that's how life'll enslave ya
That's why I strive daily; to be my own savior
I know when shine glows and reflects in my behavior
So caught in between checks, I spilled it in respect
So give it up, if your mission's belittling my position
As a microphone physician, making you listen
Me and Rugged Man relate, through a previous poem
Like he said, I'm mad famous, for being unknown
On records for ten years, I can hardly believe it
Never thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping school teacher
Just some dude, that can cut and rhyme, same time
Just some conscious kid, that's try'nna save the world through rhyme
Just another underground, hand-to-mouth microphonist
Stop your mirror rap, just to stop you in your tracks
This will stomp you on your track, justice is not just
Another ordinary rapper, I'm the crown royal block
With a velvet bag, matter of fact, and since the swagger is back
And backed by, a whole nation of millions
You can't hold me, my new floor is my old ceiling
That's why I'm guaranteed, to leave you with something you lack, so just
The song "Give It Up" by J-Live and R.A. the Rugged Man is a fast-paced rap track that showcases the lyrical prowess of both artists. The chorus, which is a sample, urges listeners to give everything up to God, but both rappers have a different take on the concept. R.A. the Rugged Man's verse is full of bravado and boasts about his skills, while also addressing rumors about him, including one that he has AIDS. Meanwhile, J-Live's verse speaks about the struggle of being an underground artist and trying to make a living while staying true to one's music and message.
The chorus of the song, which is sampled from an uplifting gospel song, is used in a somewhat ironic way. While the original song urges listeners to give everything up to God, the rappers use the phrase "give it up" to mean something entirely different. For R.A. the Rugged Man, it's about giving up everything to be a successful rapper, while J-Live emphasizes the importance of staying true to one's message and values.
The verses of the song are full of wordplay and clever rhymes, but they also touch on larger themes such as the struggle of being an underground artist and the rumors and myths that follow successful rappers. The track is a testament to the skill and talent of both artists, who are able to convey complex ideas and themes through their lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
Give it up! Oh Lord.... give it all to you
Surrender everything to a higher power
I try, but - it's - just - no - use!
Not able to resist or overcome the urge to give up control
Give it up, rush you up, no fuss, blood rush
Let go of control and enjoy the adrenaline rush
Cuss much, what's mine? You bust nuts, crunch crunch
Swear a lot and fight for what's mine
Spark the bud, what's what, the white King Tut
Smoke marijuana and enjoy it as much as King Tut's treasures
Out in so-fuck, look who they dug up, yup, it's the Rugged
Surprised to see R.A. the Rugged Man here
On the record with J-Live, I could hardly believe this
Amazed to be making music with J-Live
I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school teachers
Didn't expect to collaborate with educators on a record
Hair flinch from the eighties, library, lies bury
Hair style from the 80s, misinformation hidden in libraries
TV, tell lies visually, kid you wit me, hostility
Television deceives with visuals, but R.A. is on to them
Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he mentally illy
Despite being humble, R.A. is a wild and crazy rapper
Still is he, actually, really killed me, billy
R.A.'s skills are so impressive, they figuratively killed someone
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true
The rumors about R.A.'s wild behavior are likely accurate
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I probably do
The rumor of R.A. having AIDS might be true
Ammunition spitting is him, is it, you listening
R.A. is firing back with fierce lyrics, are you paying attention?
Littering written, it's in slippers, get the rebel in him
R.A.'s rebellious spirit comes through in his written words
Sticking it with sinners, sizzlin' rhythm, verbally hit him
R.A.'s rhymes are full of energy and aimed at his opponents
Did he did it, or did he didn't, admit it
Questioning whether R.A. actually did what he's accused of
Pretend he ain't offended, the men and women
Ignoring insults from both genders
Every minute they in it, don't be
Everyone is involved, don't deny it
Every illiterate ignorant critical dissed it
Those who can't understand or appreciate R.A.'s lyrics criticize them
Every idiot that ain't live it, they talking shit
People who haven't experienced R.A.'s life are gossiping about him
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my dick
R.A. is confident in himself and doesn't care what others think
Give it up, for the Gods & the Earths, ladies and gentleman
Acknowledging a higher power and all humanity
All the human families, the wicked can't stand me
Unifying all people, including those who are disliked by evil
The righteous man hands me the mic, it's uncanny how
Being given the microphone by a morally right person is amazing
One man's penalty's, is another man's boo-whore
One person's punishment is another person's entertainment
The label pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport
The record label's play on words is ironic in the music industry
Still can't stop a grown man, from pressing report
A grown man can't be silenced, even if he reports on controversial topics
A free man can either be freedom or free label
Being a free man is about having freedom, not being controlled by labels
When you spent, what you make, to keep making, you can't save
Spending everything you earn to create more leaves you with nothing saved
A damn thing, no savings, that's how life'll enslave ya
Having no savings will keep you enslaved to life's demands
That's why I strive daily; to be my own savior
Working hard every day to be self-sufficient and independent
I know when shine glows and reflects in my behavior
Understanding how my behavior reflects my inner light
So caught in between checks, I spilled it in respect
Feeling stuck between paychecks, but continuing to put out good music
So give it up, if your mission's belittling my position
Surrender your efforts to bring down my success
As a microphone physician, making you listen
Being a skilled rapper who captivates and educates his audience
Me and Rugged Man relate, through a previous poem
J-Live and R.A. connected through a previous musical collaboration
Like he said, I'm mad famous, for being unknown
J-Live is highly respected by those who know him, despite being lesser-known
On records for ten years, I can hardly believe it
Surprised that his music career has lasted ten years so far
Never thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping school teacher
Didn't expect people to see him as just a teacher who raps
Just some dude, that can cut and rhyme, same time
Someone who can both DJ and rap simultaneously
Just some conscious kid, that's try'nna save the world through rhyme
An artist who uses his music to promote positive change and social justice
Just another underground, hand-to-mouth microphonist
A struggling artist who makes music for the love of it, not for financial gain
Stop your mirror rap, just to stop you in your tracks
Challenging phony rappers who only rap for themselves, not for the audience
This will stomp you on your track, justice is not just
R.A.'s music will expose fraudulent rappers and promote real justice
Another ordinary rapper, I'm the crown royal block
Not just any rapper, but the king of the underground rap scene
With a velvet bag, matter of fact, and since the swagger is back
R.A. is back on the scene with confidence and style
And backed by, a whole nation of millions
Supported by a large fan base
You can't hold me, my new floor is my old ceiling
Cannot be held back, constantly pushing higher and higher
That's why I'm guaranteed, to leave you with something you lack, so just
Promising to always give more than the audience expects
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: DAVE BARTHOLOMEW, JOSEPH GAINES
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@NoShit-Sherlock
[Intro]
(Give it up!
But it's just no use!)
[Hook: sample]
(Give it up! Oh Lord
Give it all to you
I try, but it's just no use!)
[Verse 1: R.A. the Rugged Man]
Hey yo, give it up, bust you up, no fuss, blood gush
Cuss much, Russ Meyer bust nuts, crunch crush
Guts bust, what's what? The white King Tut
Out in Suffolk, look who they dug up, yup, it's the Rugged
On a record with J-Live, I could hardly believe this
I never thought I'd be rapping on no record with school teachers
Pamphlets from the eighties, library, lies buried
TV, tell lies visually, kid you with me, hostility
"Humility, hillbilly, gorilla, he mentally ill, he silly
Is he actually? Will he kill me really?"
All that stuff you heard about me, is probably true
Heard I got the AIDS virus, I probably do
Ammunition spitting isn't missing, isn't you listening?
Slithering, ridden in sin, slipping, sin delivering
I'm sickening with sinning, sizzling rhythm, verbally hit him
Did he did it, or did he didn't admit it?
Pretend he ain't offending the men and women
Every minute he in it, only
Every illiterate ignorant critic will diss it
Every idiot that ain't live it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my dick
[Hook]
[Verse 2: J-Live]
Give it up, for the Gods & the Earths, ladies and gentleman
All the human families, the wicked can't stand me
The righteous man hands me the mic, it's uncanny how
One man's penalty, is another man's reward
The label pun's ironic, courtesy of this sport
Still can't stop a grown man from pressing record
A free man can either be freedom or free label
When you spent, what you make, to keep making, you can't save
A damn thing, no savings, that's how life will enslave ya
That's why I strive daily; to be my own savior
I know when shine glows and reflects in my behavior
So caught in between checks, I still demand respect
So give it up, if your mission's belittling my position
As a microphone physician, making you listen
Me and Rugged Man relate, through a previous poem
Like he said, I'm mad famous, for being unknown
On records for ten years, I can hardly believe it
Never thought I'd be perceived, as just some rapping school teacher
Just some dude, that can cut and rhyme, same time
Just some conscious kid, that's trying to save the world through rhyme
Just another underground, hand-to-mouth microphonist
Stop in mid rap, just to stop you in your tracks
This will stomp you on your track, justice is not just
Another ordinary rapper, I'm the Crown Royal block
With a velvet bag, matter of fact, and since the swagger is back
And backed by, a whole nation of millions
You can't hold me, my new floor is my old ceiling
That's why I'm guaranteed to leave you with something you lack, so just
[Hook]
@rickydlp
"My new floor is my old ceiling." Favorite line
@megaboymegaboy9997
I remember when I went to the R A Rugged Man show in SLO unforgettable!!! <3 <3 <3 🎶🎶🎶
@zachellis3751
Cal Poly?
@monkeyhumourfilms6429
I went to one of his shows down here in New Zealand. Absolute BEAST on the MIC. Tore the house down that night.
@versisubju
The 2nd verse I ever heard from RA RUGGED MAN, this made want to hear more. #M80
@anthonymcmillan8273
Even though R.A says in a Vlad TV interview that he hates this beat he went ill on the song anyway. Him losing his breath control during the end of his verse was pretty funny but still he killed it. One of the G.O.AT! So glad that he did the Cunt Renaissance with B.I.G!! Mysogonmy at it's finest!
@zachellis3751
RA is savage AF.
@michalaleskandr3985
There is ONE thing that EM will NEVER have on RA and wished he did, thats a track and personal relationship with Big.
That's worth a bag.
@riobrothersproductions4180
Perfect👌
@PZADaKillaBee
This was the first time i heard r.a.