yeah
a&e
uh
uh-huh
uh
yeah
uh. woo! yeah
yo
yeah
y'all made noise off a phony promo
in a group off homie's solo
we cowboy these rappers like tony romo
rip they posters
spit on they logo
open the protools
erase they vocals
my point focal
i-n-t y'all so local
i'm so global
noble mobile to mobile
see it in slow-mo
take a photo
we burn kids like chernobyl
cause my shit together like ice-t and coco
or pearl harbor
and yamamoto
y'all in the streets like hobos
let me tally up the total
you wanna fit in? i stand out
don't try to get in
with your hand out
you ain't a shady thug
you a ladybug
who fly around friendly
homie don't try to play me scrub
you soft as baby wipes and baby rubs
and mc's is now pushin' daisies up
hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up but we not gon' stick you
get them high and we just might pick you
get your hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up 'til you touch the sky
get your hands
get 'em up
get 'em up
get 'em up
hands up high~!
yeah
ain't too many better than us cats
y'all must've been somewhere livin' in a hole like muskrats
if you don't know the a&e generals
we keep it strong
like we been takin' vitamins and minerals
and ginseng root heavy on the fruit
your girl lips cute
played a medley on the flute
a&e heavy like a chevy on the loop
drown y'all niggas
break a levee on your group
look
i see them rims on that new coupe
ooh
but stop fuckin' with the e
cause this is like a coup
and stop fuckin' with me
this is like a clue
we will get you stuck
this is like a glue
the industry's so full of snakes and
predators
out on the prowl
nigga this is like a zoo
this that walk-in one-take banger
we got way harder shit
this is like a two
c'mon
hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up but we not gon' stick you
get them high and we just might pick you
get your hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up 'til you touch the sky
get your hands
get 'em up
get 'em up
get 'em up
hands up high~!
yeah
yo
i say what i want
don't care about the backlash
call me a genius
call me a jackass
all you do is talk trash with your wack ass
a&e stack cash on these niggas black ass
act gassed
edo go hard
no half-ass
no comparison or contrast
shake my hand you touch great
i frustrate
you hold shit together with bubblegum and duct tape
yo
we walk with a torch
we be on the march
we stiff competition like
easy on the starch
y'all a bunch of country bumpkins
y'all should be home eatin' chicken lookin' greasy on the porch
we in it for the win
next mixtape drop
y'all dj's better spin it in your blend
myspace
send it to your friend
a&e here and we in it 'til the end
c'mon
hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up but we not gon' stick you
get them high and we just might pick you
get your hands
up
high
get your hands up
hands up high
get them up 'til you touch the sky
get your hands
get 'em up
get 'em up
get 'em up
hands up high~!