“Hands Up”
By Dante' Spain (2018)
On album Hands Up (2020)
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[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//
Cock 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 passion, y'all woke up the dragon//
And done dragged him, out the dungeon, don't miss your shot like Duncan//
Y'all niggas 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//
Niggas talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose//
My nigga light up the purple, what the fuck 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//
Niggas talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose//
My nigga light up the purple, what the fuck 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 niggas 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)
(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//
Cock 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 passion, y'all woke up the dragon//
And done dragged him, out the dungeon, don't miss your shot like Duncan//
Y'all niggas 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//
Niggas talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose//
My nigga light up the purple, what the fuck 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//
Niggas talk in circles, too old for Duck, Duck, Goose//
My nigga light up the purple, what the fuck 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 niggas 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)
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