Throw Your Hands Up Lyrics - Stimulus Package - Freeway

[Chorus 1 - Freeway] 

Now everybody throw your hands up, it's "The Stimulus Package" 

Now throw your hands up, we givin back to the people 

Now throw your hands up, if you rockin with Jake One and Philly Freezer 

Everybody throw your hands up, it's "The Stimulus Package" 

Now throw your hands up, we givin back to the people 

So throw your hands up, if you rockin with Jake One and Philly Freezer 

[Verse 1 - Freeway] 

I'm talkin Gang Starr and Naughty, way before B.I.G. and 'Pac was discussed 

I had my walkman in my pocket, used to hop on the bus 

I used to rock it, used to knock until the mixtape popped 

Tribe Called Quest and Black Sheep was knockin to us 

Yeah, Leaders of the New, I'm from the old school 

I'm about to bring y'all people new school, hip-hop you can trust 

I'm from the Roc-A, yeah, your sisters hung my posters in they lockers 

But I still got that knock that makes the people bop they head 

I am alive, so the "Dynasty's" not dead 

I have arrived, I came to snatch your spots so switch your locks up 

Robin Hood, I steal from the rich, give to the poor 

Represent for all my bulls that are shackled up and locked up 

You know what's ill, prior to the deal 

Was in the same boat as them but I made it out of my cuffs 

So I will, deliver to the Phill' 

Promise to keep it real, show skills, heat the mic up, yeah 

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[Chorus 2 - Freeway] 

Throw your hands up, it's "The Stimulus Package" 

Now throw your hands up, we givin back to the people 

Now throw your hands up, if you rockin with Jake One and Philly Freezer 

Everybody throw your hands up, it's "The Stimulus Package" 

Now throw your hands up, we givin back to the people 

So throw your hands up, if you rockin with Jake One and Philly Freezer 

[Verse 2 - Freeway] 

We bringin y'all Original Flavor, raised off De La 

Kept Black Moon in my boombox player 

Back in the day I used to steal that nigga Rakim's style 

When I flowed and I didn't say "may I?" 

Let's say I was 16 years old 

Then I grew and learned how to cross over like A.I. 

Yup, stack paper, every since that day I 

Made moves, listen to Wu with (Cash Rules) 

Now my own entity, official Rhymesayer 

Boss player, don't ask nobody for favors 

Before I met Jay I been knew that the "Streets Watch" 

It's Barack of the block, doin hip-hop a favor (what's that?) 

Bringin that realness back, it's "The Stimulus Pack'" 

All fake and false rappers can fall and collapse 

Drop and die, them and I 

Will not miss you, no ribbon in the sky, no! 

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[Chorus 1] 

[Verse 3 - Freeway] 

I remember when I was first tryin to be a rapper guy 

Like Pharcyde, the labels kept on (Passin' Me By) 

Nowadays when I hit 'em with the flow again 

They like "there he go again, the dopest Ethopian" 

Nope, Afro-American, hit y'all with the realness, I don't hit y'all 

with the babblin 

Hit y'all with the songs, then I hit y'all with the battlin 

Drug traffickin, drop "The Stimulus Package" 

Watch these rappers follow my pattern, yeah! 

[Chorus 2] 

[Outro - Freeway - 2X] 

Now everybody throw you hands up (hands up ...) 

Now throw your hands up (hands up ...) 

Throw your hands up (hands up ...) 

Now throw your hands up (hands up ...)