Simon Says (Remix) Pharoahe Monch (Ft. Busta Rhymes, Lady Luck, Method Man & Redman & Shabaam Sahdeeq)

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
Get the fuck up
Simon says, "Get the fuck up"
Throw your hands in the sky (Bo-bo-bo-bo-bo)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah, fuck it, I said it rub on your titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst of the calm, the witty

[Verse 1: Lady Luck]
Yo, shut the fuck up
Luck said, "Shut the fuck up"
Bitches in the back like crack, get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up
Act like a man and get cocked, smacked the fuck up
Pull the truck up, Luck, you know the name
Ass out in the bleachers stay shitting on the game
I suppose what you're spitting is flames, cowards
Knew your crew was vaginal, I could smell the douche powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you get airsick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
What the fuck's going on here? Just a minute now, hold up
Sinister with it, the time, I diminish him, finish him, roll up
When I'm in a cinematography state of mind
My rap trip, rip, flip, clip, say the rhyme
Shit, I spectacular run, hit spit bitches vernacular
Miraculous rhyme flow, back track to the immaculate
Binaca blast nigga that's fast, son, I'll box you
Ladies rub the ta-tas, bras, titties and knockers on the floor
(Oww!)
Fellas, pull your cock out
On the verge to splurge verbs for third-round knockout
Uh, I bust a rhyme that dust frustrated rappers
Dust crush competition, lights out like the Clapper
The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a slave
Separate him from his fam
He don't know how to behave now
Drag his ass, bag dun for his loot
Figure me to give a nigga-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven shots for 2Pac, seven for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
How's that? Fat action packed rap remain tame
Pharoahe fuckin' Monch, ain't a damn thing changed