[Intro: Illy]

Yeah, Illy Illy, uncle 6 Dog

Stand the fuck up, cunts

Yeah

[Verse 1: Illy]

And I hear motherfuckers dissing me, tryna bait me or battle me

Berate me to rattle me, it's pitiful

Already gave a few K to charity, so I ain't giving any leg ups

To any fuckheads calling me faggot switch up your strategy

Like "Shoosh cunt", it's hard to keep it passive every day

When you're incessantly attacked for every action that you take

Every statement, every track, though I brag you can't escape

The fact, my arrogance is purely my reaction to the hate

'Cause I would never step on people's toes

For real, I think it's honestly 'cause nobody expected me to blow up, but

In 30 months I've gone from practically unknown

To practically the biggest fucking name without a plaque to show

But some don't matter what I give it, I could wrap it up and gift it

They'd skip it and say whoever on the track with me ripped it

Same way they say my album missed and actually think

Someone who's only heard hit singles has a valid opinion, nah

I hate feeling like I need to justify this, like

Because I'm doing must be writing just so fuckers buy it

What a cop out, haters brush aside my sacrifices

Tall poppies in a sea of ply punching pirates

Came up in the scene, paved my route

From seventeen I been giggin', thought I paid my dues

Only took a few rave reviews, a Triple J play or two

For all the knives to aim at guess who, fuck am I to do?

I don't beg no one for help for shit that I can fix

And I don't blame nobody else for sitches that I find I'm in

Ain't never withheld admiration for the pioneers or kings

So why the fuck would I begin to, I just do my thing

All haters got for their venom is jealous talks

Fuck a twenty for their disc, ain't got a penny for their thoughts

When I'm questioned with hate my only answer is love

Forward slash Illyal, tell 'em Stand The Fuck Up, right

[Verse 2: 360]

Ayo, my plan is unstuck

And when they question who the best is, yo, the answer comes up

With 360, check the madness uncut

Yo, I said Please Be Seated but Stand The Fuck Up, yeah

I was smart to give a taste in what I'm gonna do

So sit and watch and see lotta dudes follow suit

I understand if it's not for you, true

But I wrote it for myself and it's exactly what I wanted to

I got a name from the battle scene, battle scene

I got featured in some magazines, magazines

Just another kid who had a dream, but see

I'm knowin' where I came from, I'ma never stop battling

Shut the fuck up haters

Yo, I can't battle someone nameless just to make another dumb cunt famous

I'm living in the twilight zone

Where we treatin' every battle like it's fight night though

And I'm winnin', I will never let the limelight go

But yo, I seen a lot of styles, gotta find my own

But conform to what you want, I'd rather slice my throat

And when it comes to business, I mind my own

See it's not quite underground, not quite pop

And it's not quite indie and it's not quite rock, no

I never listen, doin' [?]

And keepin' everybody happy, yo it's not my job, no

So you can have fans that like it

Then they turn their back on you the second that the masses find it

But not knowin' that you made a lotta sacrifices

But when the haters get you down, let 'em go, you don't have to fight it

Uh, I'm a believer in good music

If I like the beat, fuck the politics, I should use it

Yeah, them times were raw

But it's 2011 and these motherfuckers rappin' like it's '94

You can never go dispute my fuckin' passion for it

I enjoy making songs that have a catchy chorus

Never lackin' in my raps at all, plus

I am always energetic, never see me give a flat performance

[Outro: 360]

That's power, bitch!