[Lil` Fame]
We don`t say put your hands up, nigga stand up!
Yeah.. (STAND UP!)
Hahahaha.. yeah!
Hear me though, hear me though - heh, yeah
You see it! Say what? You see it!
Uh, uh (STAND UP!)
[Verse One: Lil` Fame]
I`m back in the fuck up in this bitch (who dat?) Me bitch (who dat?)
The Brooklyn thug, what the fuck you see bitch?
I`m known for regulatin this game, fuck a critic
Cause when I`m spittin, I`ma split your shit in, when I aim
Yo you try to get a name, but ain`t, provin a thang
I`m still doin my thang (go `head) bells they still rang (uh-huh)
Now who the lame that wan` tangle with Lil` Fame
Step in the ring and I`ll break yo` ass up - STAND UP!
(AAAAAAHHHH!!!) How you like me now?
That +Kool Moe Pee+ shit nigga, put it down
Yo I need to silence the gat, shit too loud
When that bitch start to holla, nigga through child
Made the church people on your block wanna move out
I bump off and I dump off, and a nigga cool out
Why? Cause when we in the place with the guns in our waist
We don`t say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)
[Chorus 2X: M.O.P.]
Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)
(First Fam, ridiculous!)
Sit down (STAND UP!) Sit down (STAND UP!)
[Fame] We don`t say put your hands up, nigga (STAND UP!)
[Verse Two: Lil` Fame]
You gotta get it, cause you nah lissen
Dump off your body, send your whole family to `gwan fishin
The street mayor, ghetto street playa
Hit your hooker with this heavy dick meat playa ass cheek flare
Fuck the fame! I agree, fuck the fame
But I got four words for ya, don`t fuck with Fame
Cause I`m a Machine Gun Kelly, clapper dude
Write my name across your belly BRBRBRBRBRBRBR clap a dude!
Ain`t no escapin these streets I`m raised in (c`mon)
It`s so amazin (why?) We still blazin
Ain`t no savin yo` ass from hell raisin
They be scrapin your canteloupe off the pavement
Wit yo` wig split in half and yo` chest caved in
So walk on the green, I`ma cut yo` ass down if you walk in between
So listen up and hear me boy
I`m the American (slash) pretty boy
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Billy Danze]
I done figured it out (what`s that?)
They don`t want us to shine (true!)
You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
I still got it, for when I`m facin situations like this
You dissin? I`m hittin (buk buk buk buk buk buk)
Listen, is it me or the industry don`t understand
I`m a whole different breed of man
Bill Danze, Brownsville, Bronx
And I`m servin double and single shots on the rocks nigga
(AAAAHHHHH!) What! Who gon` tame me?
I`m a bad block nigga and can`t, nobody change me
You can look at me strangely
Keep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don`t blame me
First Family trainee, take what`s mine
{*censored*} is my time to shine, that`s that
(Take it easy!) Fuck that, I`m ready yo
I refuse to dilute jewels for you fools (STAND UP!)
[Chorus]
[Verse Four: Billy Danze]
Fizzy Wo` (suckers never played us)
They can`t fade us, they hate us, they anus
In fact when you touch `em face to face, they stay in they place
They know I`m slant up from the right side left five in one fist
(Shaddup!) Shutup! Now you wanna show love?
You hear the soft music in the background it`s your brain on slugs
Now, it`s a dirty job but somebody gotta do it
So I crept up, stepped up, got to it.. (STAND UP!)
[Chorus]
[Outro: M.O.P.]
First Fam, ridiculous!
Violators try to get with us, we quick to bust
Them false dudes can`t get with us, homeskillet
cause we too tough, too real, too raw, too rough
First Fam, ridiculous
Fools try to move but them fools can`t get wit hus
Cause we holdin (classin) loadin (blastin)
Strollin (crashin) rollin (MASHIN!!)
{*cackling and ad libs*}
