Quarashi - Stick ´Em Up lyrics

Album: Jinx

Till there was you we didn´t know what to do
but I do not give a f*ck about the things that I blew.
Sucker mc don´t you love me,
want to have me, want to que me, one two three.
It is just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social,
scraping the skin of our culture, civilized vulture.
Do me in, don´t make me sin,
I am doing so good I cannot go through it again.

I bomb the mic like a fascist, Mussolini
comin´ through with no remorse, from the dark you will not see me.
Rise up from the sea like a godzilla
straight up through your mind with my armour plated drilla.
I do not give a f*ck what you think about this shit, aint
in it for the money never out to make a hit.
If you can not take it like I said get a grip
´cause I am here to f*cking stay like the warts on your dick.

Stick em up.

So won´t you make a man out of me,
I have have got to be, connected computerized son of a bitch,
makes me itch, sucker for life.
I cannot decide darkness or light or just a heavenly fright.
Stick it, I am tired I am bored,
I am trying so hard & I cannot be adored.
So the sound brakes through from one tone,
gives me no choice I cannot be alone.

Stick em up.

Like Darth Vader I surprise you with my skills.
I knock your ol´ ass out like a bag of sleeping pills.
I got to rip things up like my name was Jack the Ripper.
Theres a party at your house cause your mama is a stripper.
Slice through the scene like a knife through peanut butter.
Get your ears cleaned out motherf*cker I did not stutter.
S. W. A. R. E. Z! I got this whole thing right down to a T.

Stick em up.

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