Written by: A. HARDY, AARON PHILLIP, CURTIS SMALL
Duration: 3:43
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Stick Up’ by Afu-Ra. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Afu-Ra or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
F*ck playin’ games, I start takin’ names
Shake ya frame, time to start payin’ Kane
Don’t make me have to take it there and start sayin’ names
Give you official in the middle initial
Yes’ we do the thang, don’t care who we bang
Quick to bring the belt out on cats like pootytang
I’m that, new we in, mighty supreme being
Names that you thought had heart, but seen fleeing
Rap sire, never tire, call me Messiah
I walk bare foot on hot coals below fire
The type to floss the teeth with barb wire
The type to cross the street in the cross fire
Survivor, not stuck in a job, metaphysical
Go ask your mother, yeah, do what you wanna do
Now we can go shot for shot, verse for verse
Worse gets worse, I put you in a hearse
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air before you get slapped up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Hands in the air, before you get slapped up
Now hit ’em up, knock ’em in the bread basket
You get dap quick fucking with my mack shit
Around the corner cats with four faces
They scheme and plot, I’m like one shot block
Mass producer, my lyrics is cereal juices
I’m breakin’ out tonight, I’m makin’ moves kid
Gain collateral, matter of fact it’s true
Your beef’ll stop when my judo chop chop
We can do it any you want, let’s get it on
So, say ya blessings unless you know your lessons
If you do, baby, you better yell those off
Feel these elbows, run those shell toes
Slip a not at all, don’t bust one shot at all
Because I go with extra strength like Tylenol
Once connected with Afu, and you know we attack
Come together like Kobe and Shaq
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air before you get slapped up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Hands in the air, before you get slapped up
A to the F to the you, to the are to the A
I pull out steel on tracks like everyday
Guess who spray, keep the name shook over here
Play your plee’s, just a crook over here
Look over there, cat’s is sittin’ pretty with the chilly-willy
Cover me son, yo I’m gettin’ busy
Yo, we prepare for anything that transpire
Keep ya mouth closed when I pass fire
Slap fire out ya ass ’cause you gettin’ too gas
I know my math and I mix it with the razzel-taz
Hide your bling, bling, you ain’t down with God
And all the wolves know you left without your body guards
How could it not be hard, we swell dee-sel
Pee-pel feel hell, neck and back like e-zell
Niggas wanna re-bail, follow the dust to the mist
Come and get it, now who’s fuckin’ with this?
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air before you get slapped up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Hands in the air, before you get slapped up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Get your hands high, up in the air before you get slapped up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Honey’s wanna back it up, thugs wanna bag it up, no need to act up
(‘Cause it’s a stick up)
Got it rapped up, got it cracked up
Hands in the air, before you get slapped up