Beastie Boys - Stick 'em Up lyrics

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Beastie Boys - Stick 'em Up lyrics

Face down don't turn around Listen to the ba** pound From all type of angles This ain't no star spangled banner More juice than Tropicana Rock from New York to Savannah 'Cause it's Macka Framma? When I go to a show Some run some come plenty have fun To watch a nig get dumb The right way, the hype way, the tight way You're f**ing right that I might say... [Chorus:] Fronters get confronted while stunts get stunted And my homies get blunted while the rats get hunted So if you want it here it is so put em up or shut em up Smack'em down and I'll yell pick'em up so get'em up Word em up, as I f** it up I tear it up So listen up and don't move just play the groove Don't dime when I crime 'cause kid that's Fessin' up but when I pull out my mag Just raise em up [Chorus:] One to the three to the motherf**in' two And you don't know what I'ma do That's because you're new but I got the kaya ta make you feel higher So say what you want you motherf**in' liar Don't mean to boast I don't mean to brag but I got the grab bag Of funky sh** you wish you had But it's the pace that we gotta pick up so stick 'em up Hands high reach for the sky But don't try to get fly cause it's easy to die Just like a blink of an eye when the shots rang Boom bang rat ta tat tat Watch your back cause I'm coming black k** that yig yag put the money in the bag Pa** the zags with the Billboard Mag But freeze feel the breeze if ya sneeze than you're shot Now ya gotta run what'cha got

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