Pharoahe Monch Lyrics

16. Fuck You

[Hook - Pharoahe Monch] 
Get yo' hands; 
Up against the wall and spread them 
Opposition, I can't stand them 
Fuck you (Fuck you) 
Fuck you (Fuck you) 
Un-da-stand; 
I'm not fuckin around with you 
Try to resist I'll dimiss you 
Fuck you (Fuck you) 
Fuck you (Fuck you) 

[Verse 1] 
Basically I'm the worst nightmare you ever had 
Huh, figure but trigger happy nigga with a badge 
Parading around Los Angeles 
High off coke with a banana clip 
Feasting off the weak street avangelists 
With a manuscript, and a proffesional ass-whippin 
Task force, brass knuckles, a master in ass-kickin 
If ya ask for it, I blast for it, your back flippin 
No one saw it, I won't stop the clock's tickin 
Got a rookie for a partner that's ready to fight niggas 
The world's a merry-go-round of stereotype niggas 
He's a spit in the face for pitbull or bite niggas 
Matter-a fact, kinda like this cat for a white nigga 

[Hook] 

[Verse 2] 
I got the projects on lock; they trust my logic 
Cuz the star cops got it from guns to narcotics 
My object is to deprogram, blind your optics 
You cannot stop this mission, this topic 
Cuz you could write tickets my nigga or get paid 
Learn this game of the streets or get slayed 
Collect this cheese at the end of this maze 
Or hit the desk and fill out forms for days 
Need I remind you - how easy it would be, 
To take the city by storm, with a whole force behind you 
Shottie in the trunk and on my ankle there's a nine too 
Cuz psychologically the guns you use, will define you 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3] 
These evil streets don't sleep, be careful of whom you mingle 
In a city where it pays to be bilingual 
Cho soy greifo, no me porta bu culro (si) via ah diablo 
Or five-o, leavin enemies dead on arrival 
For a couple of mil', and your fuckin the deal up 
Try to play hero cop and you still suck 
Put you to bed, or runnin your head, you won't feel much 

[Hook 2x]

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