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Letra 'Stick'em up'

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 won t 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.