"Hammer Time" lyrics
DT da Kidd
B-Beat those drums
I go put it all on the line, time after time
I take what's bottled inside and I pour it all in my rhymes
I keep it raw and uncensored, I never watered it down
Do it mean I'm a leader if I get followed around?
I keep my name out the mention, I'm still the talk of the town
I just get straight to the money, shit's not as hard as it sounds
It's not as hard as they say, people just ain't who they claim
And you just keep puttin' trust in 'em, hopin' somethin'll change
I keep it pushin', I'm like a runaway train
I plan to run your ass over, you ever jump in my lane
You ever land on my track, I'll lay you dead in your tracks
Swingin' that stick like I'm part of a frat
I keep my eyes on the prize and a bullseye on my back
It's some niggas behind me, they want me back in the trap
Now who would I be if I let 'em trick me up out of the spot I earned
'Cause they don't think I deserve?
Thousand steps ahead, cry, sweat and bled
Standin' on the ledge without divin' off the edge
Alone in my corner, goddamnit, I'm stressed
Me against the world and it's a handicap match
Man, I got a lot to lose, so I do what I got to do
The worst thing you can do is to grow comfortable in solitude
Family over everything, and that's all I know
But MC Hammer went broke tryna feed all his folks
Hammer time
Long live Giff (DT da Kidd)
B-Beat those drums
B-Beat those drums
I go put it all on the line, time after time
I take what's bottled inside and I pour it all in my rhymes
I keep it raw and uncensored, I never watered it down
Do it mean I'm a leader if I get followed around?
I keep my name out the mention, I'm still the talk of the town
I just get straight to the money, shit's not as hard as it sounds
It's not as hard as they say, people just ain't who they claim
And you just keep puttin' trust in 'em, hopin' somethin'll change
I keep it pushin', I'm like a runaway train
I plan to run your ass over, you ever jump in my lane
You ever land on my track, I'll lay you dead in your tracks
Swingin' that stick like I'm part of a frat
I keep my eyes on the prize and a bullseye on my back
It's some niggas behind me, they want me back in the trap
Now who would I be if I let 'em trick me up out of the spot I earned
'Cause they don't think I deserve?
Thousand steps ahead, cry, sweat and bled
Standin' on the ledge without divin' off the edge
Alone in my corner, goddamnit, I'm stressed
Me against the world and it's a handicap match
Man, I got a lot to lose, so I do what I got to do
The worst thing you can do is to grow comfortable in solitude
Family over everything, and that's all I know
But MC Hammer went broke tryna feed all his folks
Hammer time
Long live Giff (DT da Kidd)
B-Beat those drums
