Ant - 52 Pick Up lyrics

(Kissing noises) (Come here, come here, come here, right now, come here) [Verse] Come here little rabbit, I'm going to give you a treat, take a seat I'd like to tell you a little story, about a boy; he couldn't make ends meet Not only that but he couldn't make sense out of the daily walk Or the way we talk Or how much though can be put into the price of advertising I was watching him when he stepped forward to speak Under the impression that he was just another local freak Never would have guessed that he was capable of taking out a cluster of droids Just to make noise What some will do for attention Sometimes it's too honorable to mention And what we're dealing with here is a systems malfunction Catching visions after the treasure was sunken Not to be mistaken for a role-model husband Because I'm only interested in f**ing Just my luck I'm a narcoleptic nympho Petal to the metal with my dick hanging out the window Anyway the wind blow It come ten fold Must be the season of the info! And sometimes I talk to the trees I'm a dope f**ing rapper, and I'm not trying to be abstract I'm saying that Hip-Hop is larger than the politics, the karma And accessories you carry in your back pack Oh, and by the way Big thanks for all of the support I'm amazed you all want to hear what comes out of my mouth And I still keep my finger nails short So I don't tear your girlfriends from the insides out Now do you get it yet? Well you will Just hold still And god bless the road k** With an empty can of oatmeal In case you're unaware, it's been a long time coming A lot of mind numbing Trying to climb something I used to walk into this room unnoticed (yup) And as buzzed as I was, you all was lost in my focus And if I could keep from my knee to hurl I would leap into your world And feed my seed to your girl Just to prove you've no clue as to what your boo likes But you got a good start, if you spell my f**ing name right So show the tag on your shirt that says b**h made (come on) While I push the mental switch blade Deep into your rip cage k** the stage Sweat d**h Have a drink And piss ink Fill the page and spit life, just to make these kids think See I came tonight to play the role of Pipe Piper But first I want to know who stole my lighter? And while were at it, someone asked, "Who stole the soul?" I can smell food, but who's holding the bowl? Let's take a little stroll through your tape collection And check the UPCs to see who raped the essence Yes it hurts Because it's a business first And it gets worst When you jerks Let it get into your verse And I still can't seem to adapt But I'm a dope f**ing rapper And I'm not even trying to be abstract [Hook] And If I could fly, I'd lift you up And take you into the sky, and she you Slug And If I could fly, I'd lift you up And take you into the air, and she you Slug And If I could fly, I'd lift you up And take you into the sky, and she you Slug And If I could fly, I'd lift you up And take you into the air, and she you Slug And If I could fly, I'd lift you up (And never seen) And take you into the sky, and she you Slug (Never, ever) And If I could fly, I'd lift you up (Never seen) And take you into the air, and she you Slug (Never, ever) And If I could fly, I'd lift you up (Never seen) And take you into the sky, and she you Slug (Never, ever) And If I could fly, I'd lift you up (Never seen) And take you into the air, and she you Slug (Never, ever) Like you've never seen... never ever... never... never (Pick it up, pit up) [Outro] Yo! I want to say peace to Christina Ricci Sorry MURS I'm going to get that first