Hands in the Air Lyrics

(Verse 1: Chino XL)

Direct from king fields!

I'm glowing in darkness cats with spell will tell your people

That there seems a crucifixion and my ouija board spells certain death

You contradict you can't do shit your fucking song's joke

The only video you could make is if you robbed a liquor store

All right... niggas done got me started up

Now it's time for you to duck

You get stuck better run

And check your blood when I run amuck

Punching 'em straight to your face

Putting that ass in a neck brace

My shotty's wettin' your body up

Wetter than Michael Jackson's pillow case

I get props, you give head, I get pussy hole...

I got more jim hats than there's hats in five five soul

You hackle me, you funny

You need to be in Def Comedy Jam

Cus I am ??? like natives fear quicksand

I'm smoking you with my burner

I'm rippin' that ass like Tina Turner

My feelings all right!

I wanna be like Ike!

Here is the savage marriage when I damage

Like plaster or parrish

You'd be in your hotel room catching a heart attack like Robin Harris

So, bring all the static to me that you could find

A prison is in my mind

My mental is out of it

I'd be on that ass like Tyson at a beauty pageant

Assassinating you like you John Lennon and watch you beg

You popped a lot of lip but can't do shit like Curtis Mayfield's leg...

(Chorus - Repeat 2X)

Every joint I rock,

Every line you hear,

Baby I don't care,

People everywhere...

Hands in the air!

(Verse 2: Chino XL)

It's getting real hard to control all the powers I posses see

Who do I worship? My mind state is ??? to emergency

I made a Rabbi

Need a glass eye

Just cus he passed by

Bringing more hell nights than Omega Sci-fi

I'm cutting you deep as I can

You bled but I need a deeper shade

Won't catch me wearing no red ribbons

I'm glad when faggots catch the AIDS

I'm losing my religion while you burn on a crooked cross

Leaving mothafuckers broken up like Main Source

Keepin' it strange, I got deranged

Powers, rock for mad hours

Kicking pregnant bitches in the stomach at baby showers

Spreading the word of Revelation scattered all over the wrecks

I got more lyrics than projects got bricks on the street

Showing and proving this world ain't big enough for one of me

You'll be like, "Elizabeth - I'm coming to join you honey!"

Nothing is sacred when the rebel in yellow will be

Like mother Teresa selling anal sex on 42nd street

June 25th that ain't no myth that you can tamper with

Which is hell, they should've nailed Jesus ass to a handprint

Altruism is your bible, your first name is "Into The Pit"

This is my body, this is my bread and all that other shit

I smother shit, blood comets at the purple hand I'm not a fan

So deep in the dark with the Art you can't understand so I shot a man...

What yo' God got to do with me?...

I'm not tryin' to hear that, see...

(Chorus - Repeat 2X's)

Every joint I rock,

Every line you hear,

Baby I don't care,

People everywhere...

Hands in the air!

(Sample from Redman)

Throw your hands in the air! (Repeat 6x's)

(Verse 3: Chino XL)

Now as I sit in the midst of a pit, piss this

By the same lame game and the reign I'm an anarchist

Black to the graveyard, vultures circle your head

Keeps it going on, 'til the break of P.M. Dawn

You're gonna crawl when I stroll, my name's on your wall in blood

Bringing more 'Weird Science' than Anthony Michael Hall

Buckshot, you're quoted like I'm Amy Fischer the war's on

I'm sending my competition to hell with gasoline draws on

Chino, it must be, better not, trust me...

I'm dropping more satanic verses than Simon Rusty

Know my name cus I kill

Slappin' your mama outta high heels

Battle me? Little nigga, first go get training wheels

Ex-girlfriends talking shit, ripping my stickers, now retire

Baby pictures on my tip you'd think my dick was a pacifier

Burning them down like Watts, stab you in your crotch

Stop and drop

Fuck watching my video nigga, check me out on cops

I kill like that, I kill like that,

I kill like that, I kill like that...

(da da da, da da da)

I'm always strapped, worthless in a world that won't change

I could catch a body in a ?wiffle? board

(Chorus - Repeat 4x's)

Every joint I rock,

Every line you hear,

Baby I don't care,

People everywhere...

Hands in the air!

(Repeat 6x's)

Hands in the air...