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Hands High

from Kaboom by Soul Cannon

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HANDS HIGH

Stop signs wont do it/ put up a road block I’ll bumrush through it/ I’m immune to hatred, ignore distractions/ spit with fierce passion hot like summer fashions/ legendary no wonder the last name Jackson/ It aint coincidental, damaging ya instrumentals/ hop to it don’t know guns pop to it/ if ya lips drop to it that’s mission accomplished/ you tripping and slipping my Nike boots will stomp this/ I murder negativity my flow is an accomplice/ get ya act together, get ya ducks in a row/ you aim for local love I’m shooting for the pros/ so every rhythm written is a go/ every rhythm written is intricate like Whoa/ you’ll never see me slipping at a show/ ‘cause every rhytm written is intricate like Whoa

HOOK: If you feel this vibe/ get ya hands up in the sky real high real high/ if you walk with pride/ throw them hands up in the sky real high real high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/

Barricades can’t stop me/ half my competition, they’re flow is so sloppy/ the other half of them, carbon copies/ with the audacity to come around me cocky/ watch me, Imma show the youngins how to do it/ older heads said screw it and left the torch cold/ I relight the torch and take the stance bold/ these rappers aint nothing but joker with no soul/ what you mean Eze? Well let’s see/ do you know the difference between getting set free?/ and getting cut loose from BCPD?/ do you know the difference between life in the pen?/ using a pen to write friends who don’t write back/ and tryna live on the right track/ don’t mean you can’t reach for yours/ I’m reaching for mine even if my arms sore {(alternate lyric: reaching for mine even if my arm's short)}

HOOK: If you feel this vibe/ get ya hands up in the sky real high real high/ if you walk with pride/ throw them hands up in the sky real high real high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/

Gather ‘round and listen/ verbal engineering over musical precision/ my addiction, rhythm/ part of my condition, requires knocking some of these emcees out of postion/ from Baltimore to Michigan, you could be in Switzerland/ I’ll learn the language and battle you throwing Swiss disses in/ wouldn’t that be interesting? Boy I hope you’re listening/ my team working harder than Vietnamese fisherman/ whole lotta rappers deserve no mentioning/ tainting the game same lame and vain sentences/ clear the way, I’m about to injure all my nemesis/ come at me playing games get played like Sega Genesis/ have you hiding your rhymes like models hide blemishes/ working on your moves while I’m mastering my finishes/ if you aint got the thirst how important is the images/ me and the music kind of like how Popeye and the spinach is/ join the movement or stay in ya place/ last warning I’m no longer playing it safe/ man the cannon something smell fishy like old cans of salmon/ I ain't convinced with what the radio jamming/ it’s not real music yall must’ve confused it/ what Soul Cannon doing make your therapist lose it/ what’s meant to be will be so in my zone I’m patient/ but the world is sleeping on us like a bunch of coma patience/ aroma amazing, persona blazing, fire/ people desire no better occasion/ take a breath then I’m right back in it/ been waiting years for what’s about to go down in a minute/ if you down with it cool/ if not, get schooled/ I’m taking it back to the day when the better fist ruled/ that gun talk is obsolete/ I’m stepping on toes so watch your feet/ they’re poisoning our babies and it’s not discrete/ got them reciting whack lyric to hot beats/ but not me, not mine/ it’s more than just getting paid for spitting a hot rhyme/ I’ll give you 37 bars of what’s on my mind/ the 38 th bar will let you know that I;m on my grind/ by bar 39 all of these cowards get defeated/ that’s 40 bars of power save the bling for when you need it/

HOOK: If you feel this vibe/ get ya hands up in the sky real high real high/ if you walk with pride/ throw them hands up in the sky real high real high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/ Get ‘em high get ‘em high/ get ‘em high get ‘em high/

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from Kaboom, released April 25, 2008

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