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ghostface killah - stand up lyrics

be friends wit’cha gram!

i want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight

hey you, blow your whistle
now clap ya hands and say yeah! (yeah)

tune my voice out, tune my mic out
tune my voice out, tune my mic out
yo, this is how we rock
this is how we rock
this is how we rock, rock

hey you, blow your whistle

yeah, we in the joint yo
we in the joint
hey yo, hey, yeah, scream

hey now, i want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
(ah sh-t!)
i want everyone to stand up and be counted tonight
(stand up, yeah)
brothers and sisters, if you know you’ve got your thing together
(put your motherf-ckin’ hand in the air)
i want you to stand on up!
now i got something to tell ya
(swing it from left to right)
i’ll tell you, now that i think about it
(yeah)
and now i wanna tell ya how to get your thing together
(play with this, you can’t play with this)
come on now, get a groove going
(uh)

yeah

hey you, blow your whistle

yo, yo, yo
yo tony, what up?
heard your d-ck was good

you should know, yo i f-cked you on the side of my hood

never that dog
from where you can never hit it
throw a razor in my mouth on the low
and suck ya d-ck wit’ it

the world famous, priceless, still stainless d-ck
pray over this, scoped ya love, nameless
heavyweight d-ck in ya jaw
good l!ckin’ fom ya lips, now baby girl throw the song

yo, yo, yo
aye yo tony, you phoney
we both signed to sony
but for half ya pub, ride that d-ck like a pony, what

yeah, what, put your money on my d-ck
girls, all eyes on my d-ck

yo, yo, yo
cats fatigued out, thinkin’ they armies
my crew arms me with beats, how we swarm bee?
who bang?, be’more and wu tang, new thang
mad at how we do thangs, rza cop me two fangs
official, now i bite through gristle
gold t–th style in from philly to stanton island
while in the meantime, spit mean lines
f-ck clean rhymes, like mine’s grimmy
like my n-ggas be
picture me, coming off soft
y’all just cough up sh-t, i swallow rhymes
makin’ b-tches swallow 9’s, re-define
this rap sh-t, make my sh-t a cl-ssic
like bethoven, stay posin’
for the camera, stamina
like a crackhead, and crackheads are amateurs
you try me, no in-between like why to z
pick brains like labotomies
still thoughts to charts of billboard’s
throw pour ill spores, leave n-ggsa stiff like still-born’s

i want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
(what, what, what)
i want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight
(stand up baby, stand up baby)
brothers and sisters, if you know you’ve got your thing together
i want you to stand on up!
(stand up yo)
now i got something to tell ya
i’ll tell you, now that i think about it
(yeah, what, what, what)
and now i wanna tell ya how to get your thing together

i’m like spider-man’s fifth brother up in the clan
drop like cr-p’s that’s scattered all up in ya van
skelly-man crook, character star
in donna boines book
mg–m, heaven and h-ll, sat with the cook
with the big spice bone, red hair’s is k!llin’ me
knotted up, twisted and green
seen them crystal’s in that rap yo
and get barear
bear hug and five hundred ounce of that staision
wild man, sarah
rush after hours, alpha in the beds
caked hands like dai smith, rap haggler with a fade
magillia, charli baltimore with hazel driftin’ withdrawels
wind face start with the k!llah
stood still, a whole river chill
looked up and got dogged, that’s when rza started to build

hey yeah!
i want all you brothers and sisters to stand up
hey yeah!
i want all you brothers and sisters to stand up

hey you, blow your whistle

what, what, what, what!

aye yo, you craze me, turtleneck n-gga rockin’ pasley
shots crazily, steady blazin’ where the spaids be
teams like starsky and hutch, you put deluxe truck
ya bankrupt, 52’s knox, i heard you ku klux, d-mn
tear it out the van, sweat it with a tan
with get like remo spray can, suga the ram
f-ck a c-cktail, get my b-lls l!cked in h-ll
read his igloo tales, h-ll all the dogs with broken tails
salt range, short order tab
ironman, bubble bath, nuclear, split the atom in half
meet dime o’s, fifth brother bug inside 8 pole
change though, crush the birds inside the strip pose

rap conspiracy, hold songs for ransom
lancin’ in ghostmode, c0ke mixed with branson
sheisty, tree’s soaked in half-ki’s
sabotage n.y. with snipe’s and 79’s
channel 9’s scene street team made news with who’s
charli, every 16 bars be
sickening, peep the scription
rhyme vixen
keep the clips in tact, watch ya back
ain’t done yet, 8-spunett
poison webbers
spider-woman, two legged, how we did it
what!

come on and get a groove goin’!

hey you, blow your whistle
hey you, blow your whistle

now clap your hands and say yeah

yeah

now let me count it off
1 2 3

hey
hey, hey, hey yeah!
i want all you brothers and sisters to stand up

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