Stick 'em Up Lyrics - Beastie Boys

Face down don't turn around 

Listen to the bass pound 

From all type 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 nig get dumb 

The right way, the hype way, the tight way 

You're fucking right that I might say... 

[Chorus:] 

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 

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 

[Chorus:] 

One to the three to the motherfuckin' two 

And you don't know what I'ma do 

That's because you're new but 

I got the kaya ta make you feel higher 

So say what you want you motherfuckin' liar 

Don't mean to boast I don't mean to brag but I got the grab bag 

Of funky shit you wish you had 

But it's the pace that we gotta pick up so stick 'em up 

Hands high reach for the sky 

But don't try to get fly cause it's easy to die 

Just like a blink of an eye when the shots rang 

Boom bang rat ta tat tat 

Watch your back cause I'm coming black 

Kill that yig yag put the money in the bag 

Pass the zags with the Billboard Mag 

But freeze feel the breeze if ya sneeze than you're shot 

Now ya gotta run what'cha got