Dante' Spain - “Hands Up” lyrics

[Verse 1: Dante' Spain] (Manifestations…) Planning escape routes, on these Atlantic waters// Penning the exile, when not typing with the qwerty// Panning it all out, like Machiavelli before me// But I be the, Alighieri De Florence// El Camino with, Turtle waxed rallies// The getaway car touring foreign land probably// El Camino de (Aye!) Santiago's// Not that far away, hope to see Morocco// Speedboat, no paddling// To a remote, atmosphere// Will I return, in seven years?// Or remain a mystery, only here// But then again, there's the open air// co*k pits, and stewardess// Private flights, will only do for me// But a chopper seems to suit me// [Hook: Dante' Spain] I know Marcus Garvey turning over, in his grave// Cause n***as still ain't get the memo from, the slaves// What's wrong with the underworld, of today?// Seven seas, seven wonders, hands up, now wave, wave, wave, wave//( Repeat 4x) [Verse 2: Dante' Spain] Change the game, metamorphosis, flow, got metaphors in it// These n***as trash, they loitering, I spit venom, I'm poisonous// You not venom, to my Spidey sense, make the decision, I'm Morpheus // You peachy, just like Georgia is, I'm geechy, just like Florida is// This one hell of a pa**ion, y'all woke up the dragon// And done dragged him, out the dungeon, don't miss your shot like Duncan// Y'all n***as be lunching, I'm hungry for something// In the spiritual, not the physical, I'm seeking like a missile do// You got a bias attitude, I don't buy into the bull// n***as talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose// My n***a light up the purple, what the f** is drug abuse?// There's room for improvement, but ain't no room for you// You got a bias attitude, I don't buy into the bull// n***as talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose// My n***a light up the purple, what the f** is drug abuse?// There's room for improvement, but ain't no room for you// [Hook: Dante' Spain] I know Marcus Garvey turning over, in his grave// Cause n***as still ain't get the memo from, the slaves// What's wrong with the underworld, of today?// Seven seas, seven wonders, hands up, now wave, wave, wave, wave//( Repeat 4x)