Hit ’Em Up

Lyrics

[Intro] Hit 'em up [Hook] How we gonna hit 'em? (Hit 'em up, hit 'em up!) How we gonna hit 'em? (Hit 'em up, hit 'em up!) How we gonna hit 'em? (Hit 'em up, hit 'em up!) How we gonna hit 'em? (Hit 'em up, shut 'em up!) [Verse One: Lee Major] All hail the chaos I can crush a man with my bare hands First up to creep up so check out the bad man (Ooh child) When I get wild ya get done Yo I don't talk bull but like John I'll pack son/Paxson Straight from the motormouth, yo watch me wreck it Sometimes I repeat myself like a broken record Like a broken (what?) Like a broken (what?) Like a broken (what?) So check it, got your girl tied up butt naked Let it hit ya While I quote the scripture (oh my God) It ain't hard, tell 'em what you say (bloodclot!) Well it's better, top biller, Ledzilla Rap dealer like Dominos I deliver Something, that'll make you run and call the cops Yo Sin up to flex knock a man out the box [II Unorthodox] Simply the boot knocking, rocking niggas nasty Hell is the barbarian, brother I scratch the plastic Corny MC's, punk ass niggas who acting ill, chill I... Murder and kill and murder and kill Need a [?] tough neck meaning rough neck to put it simple I'm down to flex, I give a Shirley to the Temple Eeeh, eeh, ehh em so check it as I clear my phlegm Punks and chumps don't like me and me no like them The bad man, [?] and rugged ripping flows Snotty attitude kid I gotta blow my nose Liver than a socket, can I rock it? Kick it, like ring a ding ding, whitey grab hold and come wicked [Y-Tee] {Bunch of Jamaican shit I can't understand} [Hook] [Verse Two: II Unorthodox] Shoot 'em up die, shoot 'em up pull the trigger Shoot 'em up die, shoot 'em up pull the trigger Shoot 'em up die, shoot 'em up pull the trigger Yo I'm the hands that rocked the cradle bring the finger that pulled the trigger I was cursed at birth, pistol whipped by the nurse I pop a punk bringing the funk chump, I even pop a Cert too Trapped a sucker punk, yo sort of a bad motherfucker blood sucker Son mud slinger [?] By the nub of my nine, nigga pucker Mentally deranged sledge, criminally insane friends Dude I cut your wrist with the end I'm gonna slurp the blood outta your girlfriend Punk/chump, put you in a comma My blood thirst is worse I need to pick up a blood donor Then I [?] out Boom bye bye bye bye in my hydraulic hearse This is curfew time Mr. Man go berserk [Mr. Man] Once again I said I'm operational The ill malfunctional, multi stational Reverb victorious Lyrically scandalistical So heat up the grill for real verbalistical Analistical, no critical individual Rowdy, sarcastical, dread is bombastical Funk-aphonic A brother who technological Annualically pass so add my name to the chronicle Bionically ridiculous Nervous reactional Trackunally annical Frantic when I'm acting ill Open up your door before I come down your chimney with an ice pick And beat off your toe with my vice grip A biter's in the corduroy, cat in the sandbox Now it's over cause that's how it is when Mr. Man rocks [Hook]