Clap Your Hands - A Tribe Called Quest

Written by：John Davis/A.Muhammad/M.Taylor

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Clap your hands now

Brothas know the flavs when the quest gets loose

Slammin sucka f**kas like the wrestler zeus

Crazier than tupac in that flick called juice

Cock is longer than the hat worn by dr seuss

Love a girl in daisy dukes like them kids called deuce

Gets paid to sex the hoochie like my main man luke

Control the mic like denzel on the girls

Wack mcs be on the nuts like rocket j squirrel

The worst thing in the world is a sucka mc

Favorite rap group in the world is epmd

Can't forget the de la the two originality

And if I ever went solo my favorite mc would be me

Phife dawg up in the house I give a shout out to snoopy

Peace to all the questers to hell with the groupies

Like um ralph up to potsie brooklyn to dodger

Laverne to shirley rerun to roger

Ren to the stimpy laurel to hardy

And phifer they mashed up the party

Kick the rhymes and more rhymes

Kick the beats and more beats

Well have you scratchin in your head like trying all techniques

For those who wanna oppose just take a stand

But for now

Just shut your sh*t and clap your hands

You just wanna dance man then clap your hands

If you venture up the wrong road then the circumstance

Will be crucial

I got hundreds of rhymes thatll suit you

So listen

The abstract intuition is very very worthy

I can feel ya out from russia to jersey

Can't understand the underground it gets deep

The low the nikes the links the jeeps

The women the lingo and all the other goods

Peace to the hoods that keep my sh*t on play

Please don't do the mute when you hear me on the juke

Brothas know my angle its the star spangled

Black banner

Hook up the beats at the funk manner

If want a roll then dough I be rakin

The scope is on the world cuz its mine for the takin

You know I'm gonna do it

My sh*t is rock solid but it flows like fluid

Chemists get confused of my ill composition

This is the third of the new tribe addition

Mcs be swingin but alot of them be missin

So shut your bloodclot and listen

Cuz I'm bringin you the ill rendition

Id like to send this out to the les

Gotta a lot of rhythm and style and finesse

Come here love hot sex on a plat

And when your done with that then clap

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Keep keep dancing