Armani Of York

Armani Of York - Stand Up lyrics

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Verse One:See there's heat buildin' up in the streetsMotherfuckers ready to hop in they jeepsBut they work boots on and knock down the chiefsPolish they steel, and click back the pieceWhen they click clack, deceasedWe'll earn back these streetsAnd burn down the cash, never mentioned defeatI'll be your leader, cuz I'm destined to beBut you gotta learn yourself, some fuckin' historyPick up some books, decipher the mysteriesCuz your flag and your land, don't mean shit to meWe all one, we all gods sons and daughtersI'm color blind, but it ain't no disorderIt's a blessing from the man, bring your camcorderCuz this a monumental day, Snoopie off manslaughterRevolutionary warfare with no bordersChorus:See these shadows in the night, men with hoodies pulled tightThey didn't come to play, they came to fightFor you and everybody with no rightsSO STAND UP!!Verse Two: What you doin' wakin' up everyday?Strugglin' for the cash, scared of gunplayWatchin' the news, believin' what the hosts sayI'm a sacred soul, to whom the ghosts prayLike Amun-Ra with a gold plateI'll take a dead mans ashes, like JoseMix some wax with it, soul trainResurrect myself, when the times changeWatch the full moon pass at the gun rangeWe suitin' up now, ensure the thumps aimPerfect cuz we servin' the poor man like a sermonSkinnin' heads, but we don't speak German, uhFeelin' on this beat, workin'Rockin' masks and these gloves like surgeonsAnonymous cuz the downtowns hurtin'And if they on to us, we will change up for certainVerse Three:See you can't hold down the supressed and poorWe comin' hard now, but this a silent warNo need for gats just a clear mindHuman brain is a powerful thing, like gang signsNo need for tech nines but you will findSome hard truths if you open up in timeBut we ain't got much leftTime is running out, speeding up like dubstepsSo I gotta reach my subjects, Malcom X complexSpittin' fuckin' bars in the triplexDreamin' bout the tropics, the man can't stop thisHuman fucking swarm comin' like dropkicksLeave the one percent transfixedAffix metaphors send messages to clicksCardinal, Captain Hicks, see this bag of tricks?Now decipher the codes on this damn mix

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