Poison Pen - I'm Fuckin’ You Up (Clean Version) lyrics

I don’t mess with nobody that don’t
Mess with me but sometimes
You got to let ‘em know right out the gate
"I’ll fuck you up" It’s a Malstone yo

I’m an emcee of epic proportions
Upper echelon
Far from a neophyte, nigga poisonous Maximus
When I unraveled my braids, I resemble
A new age Luke Cage that’s what’s up
I lumber through the club
Knocking over drinks
All up in your watch, watching what you think
Bugs, probably what you think
With a kamikaze drink
Out the gate i ain’t no thug i’m a hoodlum
Straight Brooklyn corner store goon
Stoop dwellers studied the fronts
Contraband, who’s a felon
I’ma use this rap shit to spread a message
And then tour the planet like


Magellan it’s an urban renaissance
My feet are tectonic plates the hemisphere
Shift when I stomp who could want more?
Slam your face against this wall
Leave an imprint ghetto rival Mount Rushmore
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby i said
"We fucking you up"
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby we fucking you up

Uh, I’ll bag fellows with a motley crew
The Boogie Boogie Brooklyn boy from NYC
Where beef and broccoli and mac and cheese
Amazing enough
Is something you wear on your feet
We deep and we creep like
Them loco Gestapo niggas
‘Cause you’re sweet like them
Coco helado niggas
Got icepicks for ice grills most don’t care
Who you are when they unleash and fusilar
From the grimiest to the shiniest
Glitteriest
To the shittiest urban pirate, big city shit
Y’all remind me of Goldust run
Up in your tenement
And leave sugar on the counter
Spelling "Fuck you" with the roaches
Heh y’all don’t know once
My CD got Peter Piper on repeat, soldier
That means you getting run over shit
Poison Pen everything I write is sick
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby i said
"We fucking you up"
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby we fucking you up

Here’s why I’m great on the mic:
I’m young, hit hard
In the best shape of my life
Underground to the surface now, nigga
Put it down perfect i’ll
Rap circles ‘round niggas
Bed Stuy sick what they wiling errywhere
Personally announce tourists son
I’m driving errywhere
I saw the sky rain fire
We got unlimited chicks
Like metro cards a week after I swipe her
She expire it’s easy being a bully
I ain’t no emcee i feel like a GYN
Touching these pussies bruising Brodies
From the king and the heroes simply
Chase Everclear with Hennessey i love ladies
But, I don’t fuck everybody
Ma my dick’s finnicky
If she front, who needs to bone?
Give me your black tail, some lotion
And twelve minutes alone oh!
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby i said
"We fucking you up"
Cross my path, baby, I’m fucking you up
That’s your ass, baby yo, we fucking you up
You short on cash, baby, we fucking you up
Brought a blast, baby we fucking you up