Simon Says (Explicit Version)

Get the ******* up!


Simon says get the ******* up


Throw your hands in the sky


Bruisers in the back sippin' 'gnac, y'all what's up?


Girls, rub on your ******* (yeahhh!)


Yeah I said it, rub on your *******


New York City gritty committee pity the fool that


Act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty



Y'all know the name!


Pharoahe *******' Monch, ain't a damn thang changed


You all up in the Range and *******t, inebriated


Strayed from your original plan, you deviated


I alleviated the pain, with the long-term goals


Took my underground loot, without the gold


You sold platinum round the world, I sold wood in the hood


But when I'm in the street and *******t it's all good


I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider


Roc-clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter, block shots

Style's greater, let my lyrics anoint


If you holdin' up the wall then you missin' the point



Get the ******* up!


Simon says get the ******* up


Put your hands to the sky


Brooklyn in the back shootin' crack now what's up?


Girlies, rub on your ******* (yeahhh!)


******* it, I said rub on your *******


New York City gritty committee pity the fool that


Act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty



Yo, where you at? uptown let me see 'em


Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs


Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum


And *******t don't start pumpin' til after 12 P.M.


Uh, ignorant minds, I free 'em


If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree I'm

The most obligated, hard and R-rated


Stated to be the best, I must confess the star made it


Some might even say this song is ***ist-s-s

'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breasts-s-s


Whether you're ridin' the train or in Lexuses


This is for either/or Rolies or Timexes-s


Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint


You holdin' up the wall, then you missin' the point



Get the ******* up!


Simon says get the ******* up


Throw your hands in the sky


The Bronx is in the back shootin' craps now what's up?


Girls, rub on your ******* (yeahhh!)


I said rub on your *******


New York City gritty commitee pity the fool that


Act *******tty in the midst of the calm, the witty



New Jeru, get the ******* up!


Shaolin, get the ******* up!


Long Isle, get the ******* up!


Worldwide, get the ******* up!