| Song | Everybody Get Up |
| Artist | 5ive |
| Album | Het Beste Uit De Top 500 Van Het Foute Uur 2014 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Five | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Everybody Get Up | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| 1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
| (x2) | |
| You gots to keep it real | |
| You gots to keep it raw | |
| I'm lyrically blessed | |
| So don't try to ignore | |
| Time for some action | |
| Creeping up your back and | |
| Keep the beat nasty | |
| Like Janet my reaction | |
| Hard I'm addictive | |
| Better lock your kids in | |
| Coming to you area | |
| Ya don't know what you're missing | |
| Go tell your family | |
| Here comes the enemy | |
| Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
| Chorus | |
| Keep it moving on (x7) | |
| I'll be the resident, president | |
| I'm the 5th element | |
| Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
| Cold is how I'm | |
| Hittin' em' better get together | |
| Put your hands in the sky | |
| Stick em up punk | |
| Hit em low, hit em high | |
| Now I'm the bad boy | |
| That you invite for dinners | |
| Ain't got no manners | |
| Cos I eat with my fingers | |
| Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
| And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
| So come on, come on | |
| Everybody keep checking us | |
| Coming with the funk | |
| Bring it on wickedness | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody better recognise | |
| We got the funky rhymes | |
| Keep it together, baby | |
| Don't even try to organise | |
| We be the roughnecks | |
| No concept, no business | |
| We here to get down | |
| And make em grab your biscuits | |
| So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
| Put your hands together | |
| Represent like John Gottë | |
| Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
| The party's Armageddon | |
| Hit em with the heavy class | |
| I'm bugging | |
| Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
| I know I wanna stand-up | |
| So baby jump! | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| Five will make you get down now | |
| Chorus (x2) | |
| Five will make you get down |
| Five | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Everybody Get Up | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| 1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
| x2 | |
| You gots to keep it real | |
| You gots to keep it raw | |
| I' m lyrically blessed | |
| So don' t try to ignore | |
| Time for some action | |
| Creeping up your back and | |
| Keep the beat nasty | |
| Like Janet my reaction | |
| Hard I' m addictive | |
| Better lock your kids in | |
| Coming to you area | |
| Ya don' t know what you' re missing | |
| Go tell your family | |
| Here comes the enemy | |
| Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
| Chorus | |
| Keep it moving on x7 | |
| I' ll be the resident, president | |
| I' m the 5th element | |
| Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
| Cold is how I' m | |
| Hittin' em' better get together | |
| Put your hands in the sky | |
| Stick em up punk | |
| Hit em low, hit em high | |
| Now I' m the bad boy | |
| That you invite for dinners | |
| Ain' t got no manners | |
| Cos I eat with my fingers | |
| Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
| And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
| So come on, come on | |
| Everybody keep checking us | |
| Coming with the funk | |
| Bring it on wickedness | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody better recognise | |
| We got the funky rhymes | |
| Keep it together, baby | |
| Don' t even try to organise | |
| We be the roughnecks | |
| No concept, no business | |
| We here to get down | |
| And make em grab your biscuits | |
| So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
| Put your hands together | |
| Represent like John Gott | |
| Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
| The party' s Armageddon | |
| Hit em with the heavy class | |
| I' m bugging | |
| Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
| I know I wanna standup | |
| So baby jump! | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| Five will make you get down now | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Five will make you get down |
| Five | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Everybody Get Up | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| 1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
| x2 | |
| You gots to keep it real | |
| You gots to keep it raw | |
| I' m lyrically blessed | |
| So don' t try to ignore | |
| Time for some action | |
| Creeping up your back and | |
| Keep the beat nasty | |
| Like Janet my reaction | |
| Hard I' m addictive | |
| Better lock your kids in | |
| Coming to you area | |
| Ya don' t know what you' re missing | |
| Go tell your family | |
| Here comes the enemy | |
| Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
| Chorus | |
| Keep it moving on x7 | |
| I' ll be the resident, president | |
| I' m the 5th element | |
| Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
| Cold is how I' m | |
| Hittin' em' better get together | |
| Put your hands in the sky | |
| Stick em up punk | |
| Hit em low, hit em high | |
| Now I' m the bad boy | |
| That you invite for dinners | |
| Ain' t got no manners | |
| Cos I eat with my fingers | |
| Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
| And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
| So come on, come on | |
| Everybody keep checking us | |
| Coming with the funk | |
| Bring it on wickedness | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody better recognise | |
| We got the funky rhymes | |
| Keep it together, baby | |
| Don' t even try to organise | |
| We be the roughnecks | |
| No concept, no business | |
| We here to get down | |
| And make em grab your biscuits | |
| So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
| Put your hands together | |
| Represent like John Gott | |
| Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
| The party' s Armageddon | |
| Hit em with the heavy class | |
| I' m bugging | |
| Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
| I know I wanna standup | |
| So baby jump! | |
| Everybody get up singing | |
| Five will make you get down now | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Five will make you get down |