Stick ’Em Up DJ Hurricane (Ft. Beastie Boys)

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick your hands up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up in the air

Face down don't turn around
Listen to the bass pound
From all types of angles
This ain't no star spangled banner
More juice than Tropicana
Rock from New York to Savannah
Cause it's Macka Framma?
When I go to a show
Some run some come plenty have fun
To watch a nigga' kick in
The right way, the hype way, the tight way
You're fucking right that I might say stick 'em

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick your hands up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, stick 'em up
Stick 'em up, stick 'em up in the air

Fronters get confronted while stunts get stunted
And my homies get blunted while the rats get hunted
So if you want it here it is so put em up or shut em up
Smack 'em down and I'll yell pick 'em up so get 'em up
So word 'em up, as I fuck it up I tear it up
So listen up and don't move just play the groove
Don't dime when I crime cause kid that's fessin' up
But when I pull out my mag just raise 'em up