Chester P - Hands Up lyrics
[Chester P - Hands Up lyrics]
If you despise rappers who lie
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and jewels
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lie
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite act
In the dark with a baseball bat
Serving the taste of crack
And I'll murder your favourite rapper
Then burgle his vacant flat
There are various ways to die
In the mind of a crazy guy
I'll take away your life
Turn up at the funeral to say goodbye
Paper slice you to death with
A twenty pound note
After roll it up and sniff the
Pile of freshly ground coke
I found upon your table
Maybe for a slight joke
I'll bring you back to life
And make you watch the way your wife chokes
Too many rappers talking harder
Than they'll ever be
I'll drown you in a bath of piss
Injecting you with LSD
I carry guns that are bigger
Than fucking lamp posts
To turn a landmark into a damp
Hole for your fam so
Many nights I spent alone up in a cold cell
With no bail but, I don't care
To me it's like a hotel
I sell drugs to hells cubs
In the slums depths
I'll kill you for the cake
And feed your family the crumbs left
So all you people throw your hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and gems
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lied
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite thug
In the night with a taste for blood
Serving the ways of drugs
And I'll murder your favourite rapper
Then bury them deep in mud
When I draw for the 22's roll on a few crews
And I'm holding a screw loose
Head's on a short fuse
I propose that you do choose
To lose your new shoes
Your drugs and your FUBU's
Or I'll murder a few dudes
'Till your calling your close friends
They'll be laid in a closed casket
Burning at both ends
I'm a case for the crazy basket, so
Keep on talking I'll visit
Your family household
And sew your mouth closed and leave
You tied up in an alcove
'Till I'm satisfied I got your drugs
Jewels and cash money
I'll slap your baby mummy's face
Off if she acts funny
I'm the wrong guy in the wrong
Place for the wrong tango
Carry knifes in my bag to excite John Rambo
On some bad mambo jambo
If the plan goes slightly off the rails
My long nose is like Django's
So all you people throw your hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and gems
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lied
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite thug
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and jewels
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lie
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite act
In the dark with a baseball bat
Serving the taste of crack
And I'll murder your favourite rapper
Then burgle his vacant flat
There are various ways to die
In the mind of a crazy guy
I'll take away your life
Turn up at the funeral to say goodbye
Paper slice you to death with
A twenty pound note
After roll it up and sniff the
Pile of freshly ground coke
I found upon your table
Maybe for a slight joke
I'll bring you back to life
And make you watch the way your wife chokes
Too many rappers talking harder
Than they'll ever be
I'll drown you in a bath of piss
Injecting you with LSD
I carry guns that are bigger
Than fucking lamp posts
To turn a landmark into a damp
Hole for your fam so
Many nights I spent alone up in a cold cell
With no bail but, I don't care
To me it's like a hotel
I sell drugs to hells cubs
In the slums depths
I'll kill you for the cake
And feed your family the crumbs left
So all you people throw your hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and gems
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lied
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite thug
In the night with a taste for blood
Serving the ways of drugs
And I'll murder your favourite rapper
Then bury them deep in mud
When I draw for the 22's roll on a few crews
And I'm holding a screw loose
Head's on a short fuse
I propose that you do choose
To lose your new shoes
Your drugs and your FUBU's
Or I'll murder a few dudes
'Till your calling your close friends
They'll be laid in a closed casket
Burning at both ends
I'm a case for the crazy basket, so
Keep on talking I'll visit
Your family household
And sew your mouth closed and leave
You tied up in an alcove
'Till I'm satisfied I got your drugs
Jewels and cash money
I'll slap your baby mummy's face
Off if she acts funny
I'm the wrong guy in the wrong
Place for the wrong tango
Carry knifes in my bag to excite John Rambo
On some bad mambo jambo
If the plan goes slightly off the rails
My long nose is like Django's
So all you people throw your hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show me all your money and gems
(and throw your hands up)
If you despise rappers who lied
In their rhymes hands up
If you could find nine out of ten
Of these guys who act tough
And rap about gangsters and guns
But never strap none
Show a li'l love and support
For your favourite thug