PULL UP
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Yeah, uh, I pull up, I pull up Yeah, uh, I pull up, I pull up Yeah, uh, I pull up, I pull up Yeah, uh, I pull up, I pull up Yeah, uh Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place P-p-pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face (pow!) Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place You can pull up on me, I can pull up on you If I hear you actin' out you know what I'll fuckin' do I don't need a whole crew, I'm one pissed-off man 20 years of ear training and some ice for my hand (it hurts!) If you live on my block, you might wanna be nervous A daily walk could become A smackin' subscription service (oh God, he's back!) And I don't even hesitate if you're a fellow musician I'll ask you to sign both my hands and then I'll smack you with 'em (yeah!) Oh I know that look, you're tryin' to link 'cause I'm white You'll slide up to me saying, "These people, am I right?" But don't whisper in my ear Like the Ying Yangs (get the fuck outta here!) We ain't on the same page the way we see things And I won't let it hang (nope) Ain't no life-ending blow Just a whip and a sting To remind you what I mean If you don't listen when I sing So next time you violate a human trying to have a day Better pray that 2 Mello's not one arm's length away (pow!) Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place P-p-pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the place Pull up rockin', smack a racist in the face Jet out, and leave 'em screamin' in the- Now I don't know who you'll become, but I can tell who you are (c'mon) I'll smack you into the birdshit I didn't clean off my car (that's called strategy) Your family and friends tried everything short of smackin' you If they're cheerin' in back of you, then they can get a smackin' too! If you're bold enough to go mask off You're bad enough to get smacked on You're old enough to know better than But you're cold enough to keep on goin' You'll levitate from my left hand, get resuscitated from my right And with all hopes you'll be thinkin' bout What you did later that night I'm known as Count Smackula, Smackaveli, Smack-10 After they gave me those names, I smacked them, I smacked THEM! (Pow!) I mastered the Smack Jutsu, ate the Smack-Smack Fruit too I can reach into a screen and smack you through YouTube (I'll do it!) I come straight from the heart, you come straight from hate And if you're threatenin' someone I ain't gonna sit around and wait I just smacked two cops, I'm waiting to see what the case is Because my hands automatically smack people who are racist I been smackin' all over downtown Now they wanna find me Yeah I been smackin' all over downtown Now they wanna find me Yeah Yeah, Last Smacktion Hero Welcome to the Smack Parade My favorite cereal is Honey Smacks Imagine the Honey Smacks frog with one hand behind his back The other hand smacking like seven people at once, that's me I walk around town with all their faces still stuck to my hands Smackamari Damacy Better pray you don't meet me If you're fool enough, you know I'll be pullin' up Man, somebody bring me an ice bucket Better be that good ice too This shit's hurtin'
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:39
- Key
- 10
- Tempo
- 91 BPM