Simon Says Karaoke - Pharoahe Monch

This title is a cover version of Simon Says as made famous by Pharoahe Monch

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 93.8 BPM

In the same key as the original: Fm

Duration: 02:55 - Sample at: 00:43

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 1999
Genres: Rap & Hip Hop, In English
Original songwriter: Troy Donald Jamerson

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Simon Says

Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh ah
Get the fuck up
Simon says Get the fuck up
Throw your hands in the sky
Queens is in the back sippin' 'gnac
Y'all what's up
Girls rub on your titties
Yeah I said it, rub on your titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Y'all know the name
Pharoahe fuckin' Monch
Ain't a damn thing changed
You all up in ya Range and shit
Inebriated
Strayed from your original plan
You deviated
I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
Took my underground loot without the gold
You sold Platinum 'round the world
I sold wood in the hood
But when I'm in the street and shit it's all good
I'm soon to motivate a room
Control the game like Tomb Raider
Rock, clock dollars
Flip tips like a waiter
Block shots, style's greater
Let my lyrics anoint
If you holdin' up the wall then you missin' the point
Get the fuck up
Simon says Get the fuck up
Put your hands to the sky
Brooklyn in the back shootin' craps now
What's up
Girlies rub on your titties
Yeah fuck it
I said rub on your titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Yo where you at
Uptown, let me see 'em
Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
Heads give you beef
You put 'em in the mausoleum
And shit don't start pumpin' 'till after twelve P.M.
Uh
Ignorant minds, I free 'em
If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree I'm
The most obligated
Hard and R-rated
Slated to be the best
I must confess the star made it
Some might even say this song is sexist-es 'cos I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
Whether you're ridin' the train or a Lexus-es
This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
Wicked like Exorcist
This is the joint
You holdin' up the wall then you missin' the point
Get the fuck up
Simon says Get the fuck up
Throw your hands in the sky
The Bronx is in the back shootin' craps now
What's up
Girls rub on your titties
I said rub on your titties
New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
New Jeruz
Get the fuck up
Shaolin
Get the fuck up
Long Isle
Get the fuck up
Worldwide
Get the fuck up

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