Simon Says-Pharoahe Monch

[00:11.61]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh [00:13.93]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh [00:16.94]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh [00:19.52]Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh [00:21.36]Get the ******* up [00:24.13]Simon says, "Get the ******* up" [00:26.37]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!) [00:28.65]Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up? [00:31.65]Girls, rub on your ******* (Yeah!) [00:34.40]Yeah, I said it, rub on your ******* [00:37.16]New York City gritty committee pity the fool [00:39.39]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty [00:41.87]Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-*******'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed [00:46.69]You all up in ya Range and *******t, inebriated [00:49.44]Strayed from your original plan, you deviated [00:51.95]I alleviated the pain with long-term goals [00:54.46]Took my underground loot, without the gold [00:56.73]You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood [00:59.31]But when I'm in the street and *******t, it's all good [01:01.98]I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider [01:04.52]Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter [01:07.56]Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint [01:09.58]If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point [01:12.03]Get the ******* up [01:15.65]Simon says, "Get the ******* up" [01:17.84]Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!) [01:20.67]Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up? [01:22.85]Girlies, rub on your ******* (Yeah!) [01:25.95]Yeah, ******* it, I said rub on your ******* [01:27.62]New York City gritty committee pity the fool [01:30.25]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty [01:32.79]Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em [01:35.24]Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs [01:37.96]Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum [01:40.24]And *******t don't start pumping till after 12pm [01:42.86]Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em [01:45.72]If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree— [01:47.93]I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated [01:50.53]Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it [01:53.35]Some might even say this song is ***ist-es [01:56.04]'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses [01:58.46]Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es [02:00.88]This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses [02:03.67]Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint [02:06.37]You holding up the wall then you missing the point [02:08.46]Get the ******* up [02:12.56]Simon says, "Get the ******* up" [02:14.39]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!) [02:16.28]The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up? [02:18.55]Girls rub on your ******* (Yeah!) [02:22.66]I said, rub on your ******* [02:24.06]New York City gritty committee pity the fool [02:26.31]That act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty [02:29.11]New Jeru (Get the ******* up) [02:31.94]Shaolin (Get the ******* up) [02:34.48]Long Isle (Get the ******* up) [02:37.01]Worldwide (Get the ******* up) [02:41.06]