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Funkmaster Flex - Put Your Hammer Down lyrics
f/ Wu-Tang Clan Lay ya hammer (lay ya hammer) Lay ya hammer kid (lay ya hammer kid) They want the drama bring it to ‘em Fuck ‘em Ghostface: All rise meet the preacher this pro dueler been diagnosed Diabetic keptic I’m your host Lock the vanilla suede British Staten Island mall menace Otherwise posin’ as a dentist in my lenses Pinball machine gun rap spoke to Arafat Laundry maid honey can’t blow in this hat What Method Man: Is it raw now Change it around It’s war now The final countdown commences The battleground is twelve inches of wax paper Breakin’ down your defenseless senseless nature Pain stings with ‘Ma Baker Twin towerin’ I skyscrape ya Freedom come meet your maker Inspektah Deck: Yo Another sound boy’s dyin’ Crowd noise multiplyin’ Don’t let the fuzz slide in bust out the sirens Sure win lure ‘em in like exotic women I smile with the sinister grin and finish him You’re fuckin’ with hoods, get ya goods pushed back Ya fraud, pull the wool off your hollywood hat U-God: Yo Yo Yo The track melts in half liquors have this brave meaning Supreme being being all that I can being Picture wavy beavers meat cleaving your receiver Fly sunny cheeba leather buckets dirty reefer Fast floatin’ grill residential honey hill Stainless steel rashes sheisty catch a money bill Raekwon: It’s all gravy We floatin’ through like the British navy Fresh design ladylove the fade keep it wavy The mix drink - throw the dick in the drink Play it baby girl caught ya Exotic album Cuban Link Custom AV’s beige panties who could front on these please Ya’ll niggas broke so much your uncle sells trees Gza: Yo High ranked officials and armed tanks and missles Blood drizzle simple fact you slept on the issue That before he started jerkin’ off joysticks and Sega I made tapes a hundred watt amps insuring Vegas Rza fine tune it shippin’ meal units MC’s ask, who be those rhyme killers in masks? No doubt difficult task to last in the square Beware infinte amount of darts is in the air I’m victorious no opponents and blast through components And microphones watch the whole world live the moment Anything anti that came approachin’ this Incapable lust speech remains motionless Lay ya hammer (Lay ya hammer) Lay ya hammer kid (Lay ya hammer kid) Lay ya hammer (Lay ya hammer) |
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