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letra de i'm fuckin' you up (clean version) - poison pen

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[intro: poison pen]
i don’t mess with n-body that don’t mess with me. but sometimes you got to let ‘em know right out the gate, “i’ll f-ck you up.” it’s a malstone. yo

[verse 1: poison pen]
i’m an emcee of epic proportions, upper echelon
far from a neophyte, n-gg-. poisonous maximus
when i unraveled my braids, i resemble
a new age luke cage. that’s what’s up
i lumber through the club, knocking over drinks
all up in your watch, watching what you think
bugs, probably what you think. with a kamikaze drink
out the gate. i ain’t no thug. i’m a hoodlum, straight brooklyn
corner store goon, stoop dwellers studied the fronts
contraband, who’s a felon
i’ma use this rap sh-t to spread a message
and then tour the planet like magellan. it’s an urban renaissance
my feet are tectonic plates—the hemisphere
shift when i stomp. who could want more?
slam your face against this wall, leave an imprint
ghetto rival mount rushmore

[hook: poison pen]
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. i said, “we f-cking you up”
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. we f-cking you up

[verse 2: poison pen]
uh, i’ll bag fellows with a motley crew
the boogie boogie brooklyn boy from nyc
where beef and broccoli and mac and cheese
amazing enough, is something you wear on your feet
we deep and we creep like them loco gestapo n-gg-s
‘cause you’re sweet like them coco helado n-gg-s
got icepicks for ice grills. most don’t care
who you are when they unleash and fusilar
from the grimiest to the shiniest, glitteriest
to the sh-ttiest. urban pirate, big city sh-t
y’all remind me of goldust. run up in your tenement
and leave sugar on the counter, spelling “f-ck you” with the roaches
heh. y’all don’t know once
my cd got peter piper on repeat, soldier
that means you getting run over. sh-t
poison pen. everything i write is sick

[hook: poison pen]
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. i said, “we f-cking you up”
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. we f-cking you up

[verse 3: poison pen]
here’s why i’m great on the mic:
i’m young, hit hard, in the best shape of my life
underground to the surface now, n-gg-
put it down perfect. i’ll rap circles ‘round n-gg-s
bed stuy sick. what they wiling errywhere
personally announce tourists—son, i’m driving errywhere
i saw the sky rain fire. we got unlimited chicks
like metro cards. a week after i swipe her
she expire. it’s easy being a bully
i ain’t no emcee. i feel like a gyn
touching these p-ss-es. bruising brodies
from the king and the heroes simply
chase everclear with hennessey. i love ladies
but i don’t f-ck everybody, ma. my d-ck’s finnicky
if she front, who needs to bone?
give me your black tail, some lotion, and twelve minutes alone
oh!

[hook: poison pen] (x2)
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. i said, “we f-cking you up”
cross my path, baby, i’m f-cking you up
that’s your -ss, baby. yo, we f-cking you up
you short on cash, baby, we f-cking you up
brought a blast, baby. we f-cking you up

- poison pen

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