Blake the Jew - Hands Up Stay Down Lyrics

So amazing brazen cash obtaining
It's that Big Jew
Big dude
Mic ripper city slicker
Down to drop a phat rhyme
On a f*cking hair trigger
Tensions thicker when I drop my verse
I'm in the back of the Cadillac
You in the back of a Cadi hearse
Let's get busy
And collect our riches
Knishes with my bitches
They be loving Big Snip yes
Corned beef on rye with swiss and thousand I
Can not deny I'm mint condition
Stay fly
Don't ask why
If the situations sloppy
I'm not afraid to give 'em the word when the waters choppy
Sorry you ain't enough to hang with us
And when I'm on the mic you can bet that I'm dangerous
Say to us something
Naw
You ain't saying nothing
So sit your bitch ass down man
We knew you were fronting

When I step through your seen bitch show some respect
Cause I've been known to wreck sets
And break necks
Sucks with success but none the less
I set aside my stress and advance to the next
BlakeStyle
Been known to rock any crowd
Don't even step to me
Cause I defend my crown
Bound to bury whack MC's
Who try to go against me
Try to best me but with no success G
I'm the best G
With the best beats
So let's see
You try to out rhyme and out time the realest
You bound to f*cking feel it
You bound to f*cking hear it
From the floor to the ceiling
S-N-I-P
Bitch please
The roughest the toughest
You whack rhymers stay tuchus
And stay looking
Talk all that shit
Until I start to serve you
Stay with the hottest tracks I'm still down to burn you
Premeditated worder
And I got next
Return if that Boom-Bap
KRS
But you talking all that mess
And I know who you are
I got the type of bars that will leave you with scars
You simple Simon rhyming
I stay intricate legit with infinite flows
You best to know
Who you're messing with bro
Everyone best to stop
Cause I'm about to go

Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down

From waist up to waist down I stay styled out
You should know my steelo know what I'm about
You chase clout
Well clout chases me
Outrun anything with my 6-speed
What you miss me?
Girl stop blowing up my line
I'm bout to get in the booth and start to rhyme
Blow minds
You know the name is BlakeStyle
And I ain't got the time
It's the
Bone chilling
Cold villain
Taking out MC's with or without permission
My mission
Straight decimate
Rhymes hit so fast
Make your ass levitate
Mess with Blake you will see the truth the Big Jew
Aint messing around fool
Rhyming greater than the average Joe
I got playboy bunnies you got average hoes
My mic spewing smoke that's something I got used to
My MC skills
Is far above you's
Who's is you can't you see I'm the Big Jew
BlakeStyle
Hands up stay down

Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down
Throw your hands up
If you stay down