Stand By by Diabolic
Stand By lyrics
There�s about to be a fuckin� problem...
[Hook]
This is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
This is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
I said this is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
I said this is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up, now,
[Verse 1]
Yo,
Ones for the money ya'll, twos for the show infact,
Threes for the loaded gat you hold when you wrote your raps,
I ain�t holdin� back no more, If your flow is wack,
I�m flying off the handle like the barrel from a broken bat,
Anybody poppin� slick shits getting helicopter lifted,
To the top of district hospital�s for a doctor visit,
Bolics optimistic, opposite; apocalyptic,
Brainstorm, make it rain drop acidic toxic liquid,
I�ll knock you bitches into next week with a haymaker,
And straight razor your face when you land seven days later,
I say pray your soul to keep, when you go to sleep,
But you sold the lease, on your own beliefs, like Roman priests,
You prolly told the beast hip-hop needs its own police,
To patrol the streets and shows whenever somethin� dopes released,
But the Navy�s total fleet can�t storm in a local beach,
Told to breach my home, couldn�t get me out the zone I�ve reached.
[Bridge]
Make some muthafuckin noise, scream like you never do,
Let em� know we here, punch the muthafucka next to you,
Roll somethin�, light it up, guzzle what�s inside your cup,
Hold up, wait a minute, i don�t think you hype enough,
Who don�t give a fuck now? Livin� like they can�t die,
I said get your hands high, reachin� for the damn sky,
People get em� up now, you don�t gotta ask why,
I said get your hands high, verse two, stand by...
[Verse 2]
Store my rhymes cryogenically, for an entire century,
And even science then�ll be baffled by the chemistry
The rapid rise in energies, analyzed forensically,
To fathom why this natural high is trapped inside your memory,
So why do rappers lie, glamorizing weaponry,
Gettin� away with murder like the cat who�s driving Kennedy,
I�ll have your life�s in jeopardy, receiving intravenous fluid,
Till the thieves I�m crew with pull the plug on your breathing unit,
I peep the blue-print of your music, every bar and measure,
Plantin� demo charges to tear apart the architecture,
My squad march together through the Arctic weather,
And the hardest sector, and left a mark forever like a Scarlet letter,
Scar a veteran for medallin� in our endeavours,
So enjoy gettin� tar and feathered while your arms are severed,
Ya�ll will never stop this moon out the Boonies,
Who spits more jewels out than that dudes mouth in Goonies,
[Bridge]
Make some muthafuckin noise, scream like you never do,
Let em� know we here, punch the muthafucka next to you,
Roll somethin�, light it up, guzzle what�s inside your cup,
Hold up, wait a minute, I don�t think you hype enough,
Who don�t give a fuck now? Livin� like they can�t die,
I said get your hands high, reachin� for the damn sky,
People get em� up now, you don�t gotta asky why,
I said get your hands high, verse three, stand by...
[Verse 3]
Payin� god when you go to mass,
For someone that i know will slash your throat,
With the broken glass from a Corona broke in half,
I�m Jehovah�s wrath or worse than the pope and Catholic Church,
Christening the anti-Christ while he soaked in after birth,
Half a verse got you spacing out like Captain Kirk,
Till i throw you back to Earth and leave you miles below the grass and dirt,
The gat will burst, at the first cat I face ya�ll,
And that�s why you shook to respond like magic 8�balls,
____ ____ the great wall, New York is the Norwegians
Fuck what they force-feeding, I�ll up chuck in a board meeting,
Four seasons, year round, spittin� that blue magic,
It wouldn�t wear down in a triple fat goose jacket.
Can pull ratchets like mechanics, i got screws loose,
But fuck a deuce-deuce, I�ll drop two nukes through your moonroof,
And it�s foolproof so imma act a fool like Raul do,
With two turntables and a mic, that�s my crew roots.
[Hook]
This is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
This is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
I said this is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up,
I said this is hip-hop, get your muthafuckin hands high, get em� up, get em� up, now.
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