Pauly Yams - When to Stand Up lyrics

(scratched) (3X): "No...you hear me! You go to hell" -> Mr. Garrison [Eminem] Yo At birth I was born with the biggest middle finger on earth The first time I went to stick it up the sh** hurt Mom couldn't take me, the b**h still hates me sh**, one day she said, "Go rake leaves," I said, "Make me!" I'm proud to announce I'm probably the first kid Who was kicked out of his house for making fart sounds with his mouth Arguing with me and mom was on-going She called the law enforcement when I broke the lawn mower The s*ut gave me a truck when I turned sixteen I went to start it and it screamed, "Please fix me!" Back then, when Will Smith was still the Fresh Prince And him and Jeff were still best friends, I guess then's When I decided to cut cla** to rap full time And get the f** outta this fake a** school and rhyme So anybody who thinks this f**in attitude is a gimmick Come and see me, see if I don't live up to this image You f**ing prick! (scratched) (4X): "No...you hear me! You go to hell!" [Pauly Yams] Yo, y'all rappers have never learned That's why I'm f**in wit y'all Run around telling n***as they can f** wit Parl I bring it to your high school, smoke the prom Put your brother in a headlock, choke your mom Cause any horror like a play off loss in game seven Walk around ripping on n***as madder than James Evans My left hand's sharp it moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like Kool Keith f** like you stole from me, and rules the streets I don't wanna have to f** you up, so cool cease Parl Yams be the chosen thug What I spit be cold juice like a frozen hug Run the streets while you're stuck at home My temper like Bushwick Bill, b**h leave me the f** alone I've been jealous since n***as was windmillin' These cats just started to rhyme, my pen's spillin' Your moms just told me to act, I've been wheelin' So boy just slow your deck, i've been stealin' I wet rappers cause it's me and Em I guess I just ain't give a f** like Eminem Burglarize take busts with the slugs Come in your window like Bruh Man and bustin' your club Put the heat up I teach them n***as what to s** And my young lords, when to stand up and light the Dutch (scratched) (4X): "No...you hear me! You go to hell!" [Eminem] I came to my last show on a horse swingin' a la**o Drunk with the a**hole ripped out of an old bathrobe Cause I don't give a f**, you better understand that Two Xanax, and I give a f** what ISoundScan at f** Billboard, d** is what I k** for I'm Happy Gilmore, just slip me anything in pill form I may mingle but I plan to stay single Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my face wrinkle Sike, I'm 24 Thursday; six more birthdays And I'm blowin my brains out when I'm thirty As long as my heart beats I'mma keep tryin to see How much speed I can eat before I fall the f** asleep So "I'm the Rapper, He's the DJ" I'm the one that's got your six year old nephew screaming "F-U-C-K" So Jeff, give me a scratch (scratched: "No!") The rest of y'all can kiss my a** 'til your lips stick to my pants (scratched) (5X): "No...you hear me! You go to hell!"