Tang Clan Put Your Hammer Down Lyrics

Tang Clan   Put Your Hammer Down lyrics

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 IÂ’m your host 

 Lock the vanilla suede British 

 Staten Island mall menace 

 Otherwise posinÂ’ as a dentist in my lenses 

 Pinball machine gun rap spoke to Arafat 

 Laundry maid honey canÂ’t blow in this hat  

 What 

  

 Method Man: 

  

 Is it raw now 

 Change it around 

 ItÂ’s war now 

 The final countdown commences 

 The battleground is twelve inches of wax paper 

 BreakinÂ’ down your defenseless senseless nature 

 Pain stings with ‘Ma Baker 

 Twin towerinÂ’ I skyscrape ya 

 Freedom come meet your maker 

  

 Inspektah Deck: 

  

 Yo  

 Another sound boyÂ’s dyinÂ’ 

 Crowd noise multiplyinÂ’ 

 DonÂ’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 

 YouÂ’re fuckinÂ’ 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 floatinÂ’ grill residential honey hill 

 Stainless steel rashes sheisty catch a money bill 

  

  

 Raekwon: 

  

 ItÂ’s all gravy  

 We floatinÂ’ through like the British navy  

 Fresh design lady  love 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 AVÂ’s beige panties who could front on these please 

 YaÂ’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 jerkinÂ’ off joysticks and Sega 

 I made tapes a hundred watt amps insuring Vegas 

 Rza fine tune it shippinÂ’ meal units 

 MCÂ’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 

 IÂ’m victorious no opponents and blast through components 

 And microphones watch the whole world live the moment 

 Anything anti that came approachinÂ’ 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