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hands up - dylan andre lyrics

[refrain 1]

hands up
i ain’t kidding
i’ve been missing
had my hands up
cause i’ve been listening
ya’ll be slipping
get your hands up
i ain’t quitting i’m alive and kicking
get them hands up
a wise decision time is ticking
get them hands up!
[verse 1]

this a hand gun i’m on a tantrum
going crazy broken saftey waving this at random
let me try explaining why i’m hating all the fandom
this ain’t entertainment you just paid me for your ransom
don’t you get it stupid?
see what’s unfolding?
i can see your faces loading
am i playing?
am i joking?
ya’ll have poked and awoken a bear
i’m out the cage and i’m controlling where my rage is going
no one leaves without me saying so and listen up
finna read you from these pages that i wrote in
back when i was lame and broken
all the shame that i’ve been toting
got ahold of my chain and choked me
to this ay i hold out hoping
that the rain tapping on my coffin goes away and it can open
but the ravings of a lunatic should oughta do the trick
i’m losing it
so listen close i’m needing all of you to zip your lips
and nod your heads in unison
because the mood i’m in is like a wearwolf when the moon is lit
now dj queue the hit now
you know who this is
the reason mom gave a time to be home by
sleeping on me is a crime to be stoned by
cleaning laundry red attire on the clothes line
a demon sp*wned a wicked mind for the dope rhymes
a heathen stalking up behind keep a close eye
you’re seeing andre in his prime with the four five
keep on talking out your hind when it’s show time
everybody’s talking more that’s why all of my thoughts are gore
i’m a nice guy
but you talk to me like i got no more of my time
now i got the floor
i’m a nice guy
but you talk like i got a rotten core like i ain’t even hot no more
i was a nice guy
it took a whole lot for me to drop my drawers
so richie go and lock the doors

[refrain 2]

[chorus 1]

i know that some of you may know me as a nice guy
so devoted to you always in my right mind
but just a part of me is hoping that you might die
so i can wrap the mic around my neck and (bye bye)
giving up is not an option that i might try
so if the fans were just to poof it’d be the right time
until then i’m on millionaire needing a life line
turning gray and steady aging like a fine wine
cause wifey needs a normal guy so i internalize my demons
locked in my distorted mind i need to organize
my brain is just a salted peanut jar like the assorted kind
never know what sort of guy you’re gonna get
the immortal kind or more refined
i see there’s more to die
i’m stacked with the copper layer
swimming out the strap strapped with the nods and lazer
put you on the other side of my compensator
ya’ll dealing with a cold blooded operator
this mind’s in a state of constant anger
i don’t need another judge or a commentator
there’s ain’t nothing you can say to me to stop the danger raise your hands up

[refrain 3]

[chorus 2]

what’s the matter something wrong?
get them hands up!
think this is the chorus to the song?
get them hands up!
can’t you see there’s something going on?
get them hands up!
what’s the matter with you thought i told you
get them hands up!
what’s the matter something wrong?
get them hands up!
think this is the chorus to the song?
get them hands up!
can’t you see there’s something going on?
get them hands up!
what’s the matter with you?
get them hands up!

- dylan andre lyrics

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