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funkmaster flex - put your hammer down - wu-tang clan lyrics

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lay ya hammer
(lay ya hammer)
lay ya hammer, kid
(lay ya hammer, kid)
they want the drama, bring it to ’em, f-ck ’em

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

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 skyscr-pe ya
freedom come meet your maker

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 f-ckin’ with hoods, get ya goods pushed back
ya fraud, pull the wool off your hollywood hat

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

it’s all gravy, we floatin’ through like the british navy
fresh design, lady love the fade keep it wavy
the mix drink, throw the d-ck in the drink
play it, baby girl, caught ya, exotic alb-m cuban link
custom av’s beige panties who could front on these please
y’all n-gg-s broke so much your uncle sells trees

yo, high ranked officials and armed tanks and missiles
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 infinite 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 l-st 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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