Lyrics:
to hear it, giving God the glory
They said I wouldn't make it, they said I wasn't fit
Mc Hammer swag, to legit to quite
God done pulled me out the grave
me
Massive you don't wanna go there
I got mad skills and style I will get wild
Feel my file conceptually ahead by miles
Who's to blame when your lyrics
a case in Atlanta
Serving that Hannah Montana
Ride around town with them hammers
Light yo block up like a candle
All of my bitches is dancers
niggaz don't flow it right and fuck up my sound
I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the face
of every MC that came in the place, a scar you'll never
I know I'm a king
Real boss shit, keep all the distance between
You can't touch this
MC Hammer know what I mean
Wanna be on my level but the floor
mc hammer
Sippin on dark baby drinking black matter
Feezy in your face you can see me on your scanner
Hear me on the radio like i been on the air
They
Weapon X
Them boy are not bad not even a minor threat
If knowledge is power trust me this is a minor flex
The truth cut deep my verbs just cut through
Almost got the money, power, & respect that I wanted
But still ain't feeling like I'm next
Lately I been feeling alone
Alone with my stress
I got
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
sliding up, yeah, yeah
I'm sliding up Don't put that rollie on your wrist
My n***a all your time is up I was MC Hammer, I was too legit to quit
We keep
full yakata
Men dey hammer
Your hustle na ur hustle
You go hammer
My hustle na to sing o
Some people then dey press o
My guys o unu ready o
Me and my
smirk I do work, MC's lack this
They chase skirts
All day and all night I write
Touch up your mic and make
The body feel alright
MC's bite and incorrect
all your thoughts
I'll touch your soul and make your brain feel caught
When my rapture traps ya and makes you mine
You'll submit to the gift
Mothafuck them niggas and what they say about me (said 'bout me)
You do too much talkin', you a fed, prolly (fed, prolly)
Drive-by in my pocket,
your back brother and i'm ready for the hustle
i beat any mc with the power of my tonguemuscle
fuck the nonsense all around and overseas
illmat!c is back
hammer ringing
Cold, steel rails are always on my mind
I can still feel every blow from every spike I drove below
Still haunted by the life I left
the wing with the lifers
New shh with the silence
Fuck your bitch in my LV sliders
My belly was empty, sold more wraps than a MC
Might write a cheque but
Verse 3:
Lyrics are gold plus steel for the raw deal
Feel MC's and DJ's nuff respect y'all real
Low caps I rock on the regular
Brim covers my eyes
to my man Grand Puba, one of the fiercest MC's out there
Peace goes out!
[Vinny]
Peace to my man Frank Ben, we outta here
Peace!
sphere
Corruption causes oppression in this mental war
I carry a hammer like Thor
The power from the mind cracks the floor
It's evident that even our
good does it do
There's just no stoppin' the way I feel for you
Cause every minute, every hour you'll be shaken
By the strength and mighty power of my
nigga, with a left hand
Niggas in brown cloths, they be lookin' like a peasant
MC Hammer, pussy, nigga, can't touch this
MC Hammer, so my chain won't
me and my bro, we never pause
This for y'all
Even in the most tense moments
Q and Smeaz, the MC's don't forget the exponent
To the second power always
it graphically
Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter
Horrific torture, by prolific authors
Shape and mold MC's, like I'm playing the skelly top
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