Beanie Sigel - Put Ya Hands Up (Jadakiss Diss) lyrics

[Intro] The empire strikes back mother f**ers! Lenny S DJ Envy, holla at ya boy! Bang bang, Sigel street gang Early Ayo they coming at my head HOV My blood pressure is building The headphones is on fire this time around Bleek About to squeeze the juice out of this n***a [Verse] Yo f** the speculation talk over n***a dig this, I'm 'bout to sun kiss like the soda And make Jay to the mwah Put his lips on his nine and really kiss the game goodbye You 'bout to really make me hurt you kiss Spitting candy bars, this n***a sweeter than a Hershey's kiss Got the heat I'm 'bout to work the fifth Resin off that purple sh** The reverend got to get a hearse for kiss You broke Talkin' 'bout you rocked ya self out When I see you gon' really wish you knocked ya self out Want it with Sig', need the whole Lox to help out It's just me, I don't need the Roc to help out I could tell why Styles say he the ghost of this sh** I could tell in ya style he write most of ya sh** Ya name mwah n***a most of you b**h Got me pissed Can't put ya dick in your dirt But you p**y so ima f** you when I'm lifting ya skirt We could spit it or gun it out Four fifth or M1 it out Tell me n***a how you wanna route You still living in the basement of ya mother house I tried to have a little patience but it's running out Probably need blood in ya mouth Knock ya brains out Let the doc' remind you what a thug is about And I'm talking to Jada And any y'all muhf**in' haters, who like him wanna put down paper Tell em meet me at any arena Bring his nina I'll spark him up, starch him, leave him stiff like the cleaners n***as got hidden agendas We got gats hidden in engines A pocket in the coupe for the pigeons Let the SK rifle ya chest Give ya long mwah goodnight, and ain't no life after d**h Ayo P. probably handle this n***a I'll rock ya bells like L I ain't Canibus n***a Yeah, recess over for you playground n***as Wouldn't shoot up a ladder, slide down a board f** ya monkey a** bars when I'm swinging this four Can't duck when I land shots Get buried in a sandbox Sharks in the water can't swim in the pool No snacks after school, and my stomach is full Gotta bring it to him hard as sh** I'll kick his ball over the fence to let the n***a know "who yard is this" What's funny Jason, really think you grimey too And everybody likes you better in that shiny suite So no matter where you go, ima spot you Double R tee and a baldy, ima pop you My pump make you lift up Tech make you do a 360 Got gats that the government got Muhf**a is you thuggin' or not (Empire strikes back) [Extended Verse] Na f** it I don't wanna stop My gun will pop, his a-fella tell me who you wanna rock And I could show you how grimey dun I cuff ya a** Strip ya a** Whip ya a** Till ya mommy come I got the mask and the techs and the tommy guns Leave it up to Hov to X out Tommy Bunds We could bet what you owe Puff and double ya debt Double that, quadruple the threat Now look what you made me do, brains blew My team of the marine blue, six coupe Skeeted out Heated out Weeded out Haze and hydro On our way to YO And that tinted sh**, rented sh** Extended sh** You cheesecake n***as, My dogs get they spinach dipped In angel dust Come through and tame ya pups Think it's a game till ya brains get touched Yeah n***a lets clash the crews Attitude like Noah, gats in two's I got a hundred n***as, hundred K's Rain on you for a hundred nights, hundred days f** a million man march Let a million men spark Got a million men with heart Yeah n***a, f** the peace Muhf**a can't duck the beast What made this stupid a** n***a wanna f** with Sig' C'mon dog this another verse I know that funeral home got a stash, reverend got another hearse (Whoa)