Eric B is President (REMIX)

作曲：William Griffin,Eric Barrier

Make 'em clap to this

(To show our appreciation for your support)

Make 'em clap to this

(Thank you DJ's)

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I came in the door, I said it before

I never let the mic magnetize me no more

But it's bitin' me, fightin' me, invitin' me to rhyme

I can't hold it back, I'm lookin' for the line

Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat

The rhyme will be kickin' it 'til I hit my last note

My mind remains to find all kind of ideas

Self esteem makes it seem like a thought took years to build

But still say a rhyme after the next one

Prepared, never scared, I'll just bless one

And you know that I'm the soloist

So Eric B

, Make 'em clap to this

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Make 'em clap, make 'em clap, make 'em clap to this

Make 'em clap to this (clap your hands)

(Clap your hands)

Make 'em clap to this (clap yo-)

(Clap yo-, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap)

I don't bug out or chill or be actin' ill

No tricks in '86, it's time to build

Eric B

Easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed

'Cause to me, MC means move the crowd

I made it easy to dance to this

But can you detect what's comin' next from the flex of the wrist?

Say indeed then I'll proceed 'cause my man made a mix

If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix

His fingertips sew a rhyme until there's no rhymes left

I hurry up because the cut'll make 'em bleed to death

But he's kickin' it, 'cause it ain't no half steppin'

The party is live, the rhyme can't be kept inside

It needs eruptin' just like a volcano

It ain't the everyday style or the same old rhyme

'Cause I'm better then the rest of them

Eric B

Is on the cut and my name is Rakim (nasty)

Make 'em clap to this

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Make 'em clap-, make 'em clap-

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Make 'em clap-

Go get a girl and get soft and warm

Don't get excited, you've been invited to a quiet storm

But now it's out of hand 'cause you told me you hate me

And then you ask what have I done lately

First you said, "All you want is love and affection"

Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection

Take you out, buy you all kinds of things

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Caught an attitude, you need food to eat up

I'm schemin' like I'm dreamin' on a couch with my feet up

You scream I'm lazy, you must be crazy

Thought I was a donut, you tried to glaze me

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Make 'em clap to this

I made it easy to dance to this

But can you detect what's comin' next from the flex of the wrist?

Say indeed then I'll proceed 'cause my man made a mix

If he bleed he won't need no band-aid to fix

Make 'em clap to this

Eric B

Is on the cut

Eric B

Is on the cut

Eric B

Is on the cut and my name is Rakim (nasty)

Make 'em clap to this

Rakim

Clap your hands

Clap your hands

Clap your hands to what he's doin'

Clap your hands to what he's doin'

Clap your hands

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Clap your hands to what he's doin'

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