Stick `em Up — текст песни (Quarashi)

Until there was you we didn`t know what to do but I don`t give a fuck about the things that I blew. Sucker mc don`t you love me, wanna have me, wanna que me, one two three. It`s 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`m doing so good I can`t 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 don`t give a fuck what you think about this shit, ain`t in it for the money never out to make a hit. If you can`t take it like I said get a grip `cause I`m here to fucking stay like the warts on your dick.
Stick `em up.
So wont you make a man out of me, I`ve gotta be, connected computerized son of a bitch, makes me itch, sucker for life. I can`t decide darkness or light or just a heavenly fright. Stick it, I`m tired I`m bored, I`m trying so hard and I can?t be adored. So the sound brakes through from one tone, gives me no choice I can`t 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
There`s 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 didn`t stutter
S. W. A. R. E. Z! I got this whole thing right down to a T. Stick `em up