Stick Up

Don’t need a reason to dance the way I do
So don’t judge me when I do, I don’t need to justify to you
We don’t need permission to make it bounce the way we do
So why’s it bothering you? We aint doing this for you

No condemnation Yes now I’m free
Like a super-nova, you best believe!
Ooh, Papa’s got a brand new funk thing
Four kornerz on that nureu funk fresh and so clean
Breaking out the box the whole status quo
Four kornerz cooking with them boys called nuruea
From Lagos to London town like you know
All my people yeah!!!

Get your hands up, this is a stick up! Stick up, stick up! Stick up!
We came to rock; we don’t want to stop, going to the top.
We want to see you get your hands up!

We’re singing about Jesus, and radio’s showing love
We’re not trying to be thugs, we’re not singing about no drugs
But some people don’t understand, they think Gospel’s gone too far
But they aint seen our battle scars

The bounce is beautifull coz God has brought us through
Lord, we’re giving this back to you, nothing else we’d rather do
We’re trying to tell the whole wide world that there must be more to life
And soon they’ll realise, and be ready when He cracks the sky

Giving you Gospel on that nureau funk funk
Deliverance is coming make you want to jump jump
Forget about the doubters always saying such and such…revolution’s coming

Get your hands up, this is a stick up! Stick up, stick up! Stick up!
We came to rock; we don’t want to stop, going to the top.
We want to see you get your hands up!