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Clap (feat. Trinity)
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Hip-Hop
Clap (feat. Trinity) was released on March 1, 2019 by URBNET Communications Inc./Fontana North as a part of the album ReAL/iS-HiM
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Release DateMarch 1, 2019
LabelURBNET Communications Inc./Fontana North
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mathematik
Mathematik
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyndon Dash
Lyndon Dash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Reazhun
Reazhun
Producer

Lyrics

Masters of ceremony in charge, followed by this culture take note to every bar
Words that accent the snare and kick hit hard, verbs take action
Prepared to spit you can’t guard
I’m all about the stage and lights
Cause I was born to engage with mics
Turn a page in my brain take flight
To set the Vibe right, yo it’s my night
Every verse needing five mics, I get the crowd hype
What I don’t like is inhibition, we came here to party
So get down to what I’m kicking, ya’ll move your body
Type to be free when rising with me sun
Dancing or two-stepping, let’s carpe diem
It ain’t no holdin’ back, when I’m unfolding my scroll on the track
My soul in control and I’m taking a toll on the map
We fixing to mix the game up and bring it back
For now what you can do for me is clap
Clap your hands for me, just clap to this
Clap your hands for me, just clap to this
Round of applause for who’s in charge of the moment
Bound to these bars I’m a prisoner all alone
And a soloist, my fam’ is condoning this
My team put me on to this
Sat at home and I wrote this
Just like a surgeon I focus
Dissect the beat properly, motivation on top of me
At this point ain’t no stoppin’ me
I get with my team and microscopically
Record and critique it
Take it home, peep it
Come back and tweak it
You see my people in T.O city, is really
Educated listeners that got no pity
We abolish what’s not polished
And sounds so silly
I seek to absorb knowledge, keep my mind busy
As a—ant army or killer be swarm
My inner-self wants me to ventilate through this form
I’m out the gate gunnin’, asking is Usain on the track?
I’m gone in my mind, every time ya’ll clap
Clap your hands for me, just clap to this
Clap your hands for me, just clap to this
I make ‘em clap
But ya’ll make me rap to this
Using this apparatus
Cause the life for Mathematik
Is absorbed by this sport, using thought and brought forth out the north
I get cold with the soul music we roll and rock
We outta control, can’t stop
In the studio from outside the doors is locked
From my life to death I’m a use it
Damn right I left behind music
My choice to use voice and through it
I’m wailing and creating, yo who it be?
DTE, energy, set if free, vibe with me, musically, a luxury with melodies
Oversee what we be, majesty, lyrically, participate on this hit, and clap with me
Written by: Lyndon Dash
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