Stick `Em Up lyrics

Artist  : Quarashi 
Song : Stick `Em Up
 


Until there was you we didnt know what to do but
I dont give a fuck about the things that I
blew.
Sucker MC dont you love me, wanna have
me, wanna que me, one two three. Its just a
modest proposal from a boy anti-social, scraping
the skin of our culture, civilized vulture. Do me
in, dont make me sin, Im doing so good I cant go
through it again.


I bomb the mic like
a fascist, Mussolini comin’ through with no
remorse, from the dark you won’t see me. Rise
up from the sea like a godzilla straight up
through your mind with my armour plated drilla. I
dont give a fuck what you think about this shit,
aint in it for the money never out to make a hit.
If you cant take it like I said get a grip cause
Im here to fucking stay like the warts on your
dick.

Stick em up.


So wont you
make a man out of me, Ive gotta be, connected
computerized son of a bitch, makes me itch,
sucker for life. I cant decide darkness or light
or just a heavenly fright. Stick it, Im tired Im
bored, Im trying so hard and I cant be adored. So
the sound brakes through from one tone, gives me
no choice I cant 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
motherfucker I didnt stutter. S. W. A. R. E. Z! I
got this whole thing right down to a
T.

Stick em up.