Clap Ya Hands

Lyrics

Yeah, Walter Rocktight on the keys, sounds so pretty, so lovely, it's Ill, you know how I get down, it's like this [Verse 1] It's 80-76 in the mix with style so clap your hands now Move your body, we rock the party so get down We innovating, y'all hesitating, the shit we're making keeping the poppers popping up rocking and the breakers breaking There's people talking, I keep it walking, pay no attention Won't entertain y'all, [?] unless my name is mentioned We're making masterpieces, y'all dropping twelve inches Let's do this, have venues played and unit sales listed I guarantee it's a recipe for disaster I'm trailblazing, y'all stargazing while hearing laughter You're comical while Illogic flows with ease [?] crush your abdominal, you can't breathe I've been a lot of places, seen a lot of crowds, met many faces, giving the world a taste of 'Bus Town The king is on his throne so you must bow When I hold microphones, look for [?] to dial your next of kin to come and claim your remains It's a shame what some people do to boost their name Now your egos scarred, you walk with a cane Your life will never be the same because you thought this was a game So party people, don't stand still Make some noise if you're late on a couple bills We just wanna make music that you can feel You're now tuned into the sound of Walter Rocktight and Ill [Hook] (samples) Clap your hands when we rock Clap your hands when we rock when the beat drop (samples) Clap your hands when we rock Clap your hands when we rock when the beat drop [Verse 2] Don't even look at me like you want it I confronted many adversaries that got buried in my backyard, don't act hard We keep it coming like water running out a faucet These faggots can't hack it so I got 'em coming out the closet We can go verses or poems, abstract or straight up Gospel raps or BET uncut Fast or slow, no matter the genre, I'ma bomb ya, shattering glass jaws for y'all chattering I dream in colorful language, painted many thought-scapes, banished those tainted because they talk fake You can't walk in these shoes, we pay dues And you can barely afford your room and board I know where I'm going because I know where I've been Got a little more fans than just family and friends Don't make me have to tell you again I got a rather short fuse and my patience is wearing thin so Yo party people, wave your hands Let us know that you understand There's been a little change in plans We're holding the room hostage so move while we rock it [Hook] (samples) Clap your hands when we rock Clap your hands when we rock when the beat drop (samples) Clap your hands when we rock Clap your hands when we rock when the beat drop (samples)