quarashi - stick em' up lyrics

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.