James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Verse

Hands Up

HANDS UP

If you're involved a witness of a bank or store robbery
The man/men with guns in their hands
What do they say to you

Hands up
Git o'ver there
Sometimes may even say git on the floor
Surrender your freedom
For just a minute
I'm the criminal 
Shut up, be still so I can do my business
Gonna git me this money
git yo
Hands up

As this criminal yells and scream all of this
It's my fondest wish please Lord don't let him hurt me
He can have even all of my money
He's still yell'N empty your purses and wallet
Git on the floor quiet, shut up 

Hands up
Git o'ver there
Sometimes may even say git on the floor
Surrender your freedom
For just a minute

Yo, you go to the gym for exercise
Trying to lose some weight so U won't die from genocide
You can run but you can't hide
Personal trainer telling run in place move them thighs
Do them jumping jacks, 
stop running you can't hide—git yo
Hands up

Rise them hands up
Git them hands up
Hands up, git your hands up
Hands up
See how easy it is, to raise your hands up under these circumstances
But when it comes to the Lord you hands are to your side your embarrassed

So if a criminal  whose gonna harm you, rob you
Personal trainer  yells, hollers and embarrasses you
Military personal scares you tells you to salute him/her
Just were does your hands go, you salute hands in the air
Just why won't you take them same hands and salute the Lord our God 
Hands up
Git o'ver here
Sometimes we all need to git on the floor
Surrender  our sins not freedoms
Just a minute
I'm no longer a criminal, I've been forgiven
I'll shut up, be so I can do my the Lord's business
Gonna git my my praise on...
git yo
Hands up


4/21/10
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2010

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