Stock ´em Up

Until there was you we didn't know

what to do but I don't give a fuck

about the things that I blew. Sucker mc

don't you love me,

wanna have me,

wanna que me,

one two three.

It's just a modest proposal from a boy anti-social, scraping the skin of our culture,

civilized vulture.

Do me in,

don't make me sin,

I'm doing so good

I can't go through it again.

I bomb the mic like a fascist,

Mussolini comin' through with no remorse,

from the dark you won't see me.

Rise up from the sea like a godzilla straight up through your mind with my armour plated drilla.

I don't give a fuck

what you think about this shit,

aint in it for the money never out to make a hit.

If you can't take it like

I said get a grip

cause I'm here to fucking stay like the warts on your dick. - Stick 'em up-.

So wont you make

a man out of me,

I've gotta be,

connected computerized son of a bitch,

makes me itch,

sucker for life.

I can't decide darkness or light or just a heavenly fright.

Stick it, I'm tired I'm bored,

I'm trying so hard and I can?t be adored.

So the sound brakes through from one tone,

gives me no choice I can't be alone. - Stick 'em up-.

Like Darth Vader

I surprise you

with my skills

I knock your 'ol ass out

like a bag of sleeping pills

I got to rip things up like my name was Jack

the Ripper

There's a party at your house cause your mama is a stripper.

Slice through the scene like a knife through peanut butter

Get your ears cleaned out motherfucker

I didn't stutter

S. W. A. R. E. Z! I got this whole thing right down to a T.- Stick 'em up-