Eric B Is President Songtext
von Eric B. & Rakim

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

To show our appreciation for your support

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

Thank you DJs

Fun-, fun-, fun-, fun-, funky, fun-
Everybody get

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

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 looking for the line
Takin' off my coat, clearin′ my throat
The rhyme will be kickin', until I hit my last note


My mind remains refined, 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

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

Make ′em clap to this

(Clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)

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

(Clap your, clap your, 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 be 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 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 kicking it, 'cause it ain′t no half steppin'
The party is live, the rhyme can′t be kept in-
Side, it needs eruptin', just like a volcano
It ain′t the everyday style, or the same ol' rhyme
'Cause I′m better than the rest of them
Eric B is on the cut, and my name is Rakim

(Nasty)

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

(Special mix)
(Special mix, mix)

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

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
Make ′em, make 'em, make ′em clap to this
You caught a attitude, you need food to eat up
I'm scheming like I'm dreaming 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

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

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

Eric, 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

(Clap your hands, clap your hands, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap your hands to what he's doin′)
(Clap your hands to what he′s doin')
(Clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands, clap your hands to what he′s doin')

Make ′em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this
Make ′em clap to this
Make 'em clap to this