Eric B And Rakim lyrics
Eric B And Rakim lyrics
"Pass The Hand Grenade Lyrics"
Dance Lyrics
Baby I know I can see what you like As your standing by the dance floor Baby You've got something that you need to find I can feel it that you want more Take your body over to the floor It's much too soon to hit the door Stop Let's
Baby I know I can see what you like As your standing by the dance floor Baby You've got something that you need to find I can feel it that you want more Take your body over to the floor It's much too soon to hit the door Stop Let's
Pass the hand grenade
It's gonna blow 'cause I took out the pin
Detach the detonator data send
Programmed wit protons eqipped wit predicates
Electrons and elements just fit
Your pronoun hits the ground and that's that
Hit the floor like a meteor so get back
Commas punctuation marks separate it sparks
Follow the course in to avoid getting sharked
More volts than a lightning bolt: handle with care!
I'm far from fragile, warfare won't tear
I'm armed and dangerous, trained for com
Swear Lyrics
[Verse 1:] How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me all them games you played around wit' You tellin the truth doubt it Did you ever really
bat [Verse 1:] How many dimes you done dropped the same lines to Played games and lied to got inside ooh Don't even want to think about it Somebody tried to tell me all them games you played around wit' You tellin the truth doubt it Did you ever really
Let off rounds and they won't just bomb back
Explosions I made to invade your parade-
your weak beats' decay 'till they can't get played!
Wrong elements in the mic, they get sprayed
Pass the hand grenade
After the stage gets warm, I heat it up
The crowd gets charged, I speed it up
They couldn't get warm, gimme a cut
The rhyme gets good, so eat it up
Food for thought until your thoughts is sore,
Fill up a colosseum, I can serve them all
Bake another plate, and cook it
Body Talk Lyrics
I don't like feelin' Mixed up in the city Showdown Slow down You're not foolin' me You live your life, I'll live mine Underground Body talk I see your body talk You make my body talk When you're next to me <
far from raw I don't like feelin' Mixed up in the city Showdown Slow down You're not foolin' me You live your life, I'll live mine Underground Body talk I see your body talk You make my body talk When you're next to me <
And if your overweight, then here's some more....
'Cause every dish I make tastes great and
Plus filling, If I sold a third of my rhymes, I make a killing,
Get the salt and pepper from the maid
Get the blood off the blade, pass the hand grenade
If you try this, your response is tonsilitis,
I'm leaving authors and writers with arthritis;
You got the slightest ideas, I got the brightest
Here's the lightest, so clear, it's out of sight, it's
Darkness, from the darkness, came the l
Can't Get None Lyrics
[Chorus:] U like the cars, U want the stars no no no still can't get none U watch me ball, with all my dogs ya mad cuz ya can't get none When they bump my hits, it make U sick no no no no U still can't get none U see the life, U want the life be mad Cuz ya
ight [Chorus:] U like the cars, U want the stars no no no still can't get none U watch me ball, with all my dogs ya mad cuz ya can't get none When they bump my hits, it make U sick no no no no U still can't get none U see the life, U want the life be mad Cuz ya
The night is the time for Ra to recite it.
Educated, but complicated style
For all the biters, I'm shutting rappers up like Midas
I got the force of a Turbo Porsche
You get lost in the sauce and then thrown off course
You can't destroy the decoys so detour!
No sense of direction, so what'cha speed for?
You wouldn't of never made it, how many styles have I created?
So many rhymes I bust, ya frustrated,
Then the mic will self sestruct, you'll get sprayed!
Pass the hand grenade (3x