Hands High Masta Ace (Ft. Edo. G & Jamelle Bundy)

[Intro: Edo G]
Yeah, A&E, uh
Uh-huh, uh, yeah (woo!)
Uh... woo! Yeah, yo, yeah

[Verse 1: Edo G]
Y'all made noise off a phony promo, in a group off homie's solo
We cowboy these rappers like Tony Romo
Rip they posters, spit on they logo
Open the ProTools, erase they vocals
My point focal, I-N-T y'all so local
I'm so global, noble mobile to mobile
See it in slow-mo, take a photo
We burn kids like Chernobyl
Cause my shit together like Ice-T and Coco
Or Pearl Harbor, and Yamamoto
Y'all in the streets like hobos, let me tally up the total
You wanna fit in? I stand out
Don't try to get in, with your hand out
You ain't a shady thug, you a ladybug
Who fly around friendly, homie don't try to play me scrub
You soft as baby wipes and baby rubs
And MC's is now pushin' daisies up

[Hook: Masta Ace & Jamelle Bundy]
Hands, up, high
Get your hands up, hands up high
Get them up but we not gon' stick you
Get them high and we just might pick you
Get your hands, up, high
Get your hands up, hands up high
Get them up 'til you touch the sky
Get your hands, get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Hands up high~!