Eric B. and Rakim - Pa** The Hand Grenade lyrics

Pa** 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 Pa** 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 k**ing, Get the salt and pepper from the maid Get the blood off the blade, pa** 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! Pa** the hand grenade (3x)