Pass The Hand Grenade Lyrics by Eric B. & Rakim

Pass The Hand Grenade Lyrics

    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 combat
    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 far from raw
    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 light
    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)

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