E-dubble - New Trouble lyrics

[Hook x2:] So, keep them hands up high Cut the ba** low If you got a problem there's the front door We get it in when we can, we sippin' on somethin' Cut ties with the stress, we'll find some new trouble I'm sippin' something inappropriate So it's odorous, sittin' inside of my Styrofoam, I'm goin' in Tryna make a new song for you to rock to Even though the work week s**ed I still got you Got too, this sh** is up in my genes When sh** gets tough, I just gotta release Throw a fist up, f** it Beat up the beat I sure ain't Jersey but I'll s** on the beach Oh no, the drinks got me runnin' off the mouth now But it's cool cuz' you'll never see me kowtow f** knees, I've been standing on my feet since my little footed jammies mastered the concrete I'm never layin' down cuz' them hands stay up I hammer MCs cuz' I know they can't touch I'm just f**ing around the beef ain't us If you wanna battle try Call of Duty Black Ops, X-box But I ain't really playing any games My time is occupied by the grind and staying sane Driving on the highway, trying to find a lane By myself, no H.O.V., but I think I'll find my way [Hook x2:] So, keep them hands up high Cut the ba** low If you got a problem there's the front door We get it in when we can, we sippin' on somethin' Cut ties with the stress, we'll find some new trouble Local kids don't like me, cause I keep my headies in Goofy little ba*tards, they be geeking off the Ready Whip Used to be an influence, now I'm Mister Bitterman Young, jaded, deflated but baby I'm a Letterman Late night entertainer, no stranger to awkward advances, dancing in place Like you're two step broke so you're only on that lean sh** Meanwhile I'm snapping to the beat, eating bean dip Sipping on my rail drink, glad they kept the ba** low My BluBlocks got the spot looking day glow Fix up, look sharp for the angels I'm chilling in the corner while my homies play the angles I ain't talking pool neither Procedures are followed by the shorties so they're looking for some seizures We got the jukebox blaring playing Ether Squares don't like it, but the hipsters start freakin' Now I'm trying to dodge the earned amnesia But with each sip that memory pieces Damn brain throwing deuces, I'm leaving The blackout is on, now it's time for some pizza [Hook x2:] So, keep them hands up high Cut the ba** low If you got a problem there's the front door We get it in when we can, we sippin' on somethin' Cut ties with the stress, we'll find some new trouble We tryna get high, high, high, high, high, high, high I'm tryna to say high, high, high, high, high, high, high We want to say high, high, high, high, high, high, high I'm just trying to say high, high, high, high, high, high, high But you can get low [Hook x2:] So, keep them hands up high Cut the ba** low If you got a problem there's the front door We get it in when we can, we sippin' on somethin' Cut ties with the stress, we'll find some new trouble