Put Your Hammer Down - Wu-Tang Clan

Funkmaster Flex · Other Songs - Funkmaster Flex

Lay ya hammer

(Lay ya hammer)

Lay ya hammer, kid

(Lay ya hammer, kid)

They want the drama, bring it to 'em, fuck 'em



All rise, meet the preacher

This pro dueler been diagnosed

Diabetic keptic, I'm your host

Lock the vanilla suede British



Staten Island mall menace

Otherwise posin' as a dentist in my lenses

Pinball machine gun rap spoke to Arafat

Laundry maid honey can't blow in this hat, what



Is it raw now? Change it around

It's war now, the final countdown commences

The battleground is twelve inches of wax paper

Breakin' down your defenseless senseless nature



Pain stings with Ma Baker

Twin towerin' I skyscrape ya

Freedom come meet your maker



Yo, another sound boy's dyin', crowd noise multiplyin'

Don't let the fuzz slide in bust out the sirens

Sure win lure 'em in like exotic women

I smile with the sinister grin and finish him

You're fuckin' with hoods, get ya goods pushed back

Ya fraud, pull the wool off your Hollywood hat



Yo, yo, yo, the track melts in half liquors have this brave meaning

Supreme being being all that I can being

Picture wavy beavers meat cleaving your receiver

Fly sunny Cheeba leather buckets dirty reefer

Fast floatin' grill residential honey hill

Stainless steel rashes sheisty catch a money bill



It's all gravy, we floatin' through like the British navy

Fresh design, lady love the fade keep it wavy

The mix drink, throw the dick in the drink

Play it, baby girl, caught ya, exotic album Cuban Link

Custom AV's beige panties who could front on these please

Y'all niggas broke so much your uncle sells trees



Yo, high ranked officials and armed tanks and missiles

Blood drizzle simple fact, you slept on the issue

That before he started jerkin' off joysticks and Sega

I made tapes a hundred watt amps insuring Vegas



Rza fine tune it, shippin' meal units

MC's ask, "Who be those rhyme killers in masks?"

No doubt, difficult task to last in the square

Beware infinite amount of darts is in the air



I'm victorious, no opponents and blast through components

And microphones watch the whole world live the moment

Anything anti that came approachin' this

Incapable lust speech remains motionless



Lay ya hammer

(Lay ya hammer)

Lay ya hammer, kid

(Lay ya hammer, kid)

Lay ya hammer

(Lay ya hammer)

Put Your Hammer Down

Funkmaster Flex's "Put Your Hammer Down" stands as a defining track in the hip-hop landscape, serving as the cornerstone of the Wu-Tang Clan collaborative album. Released in 1993, the song exemplifies the group's signature blend of gritty storytelling and complex rhythmic structures, featuring Flex's distinctive vocal delivery over a sample-heavy beat. As a central piece of the Wu-Tang catalog, it helped establish the collective's unique sonic identity and influenced countless artists in the East Coast hip-hop scene. The recording captures the raw energy and communal spirit of the group, cementing its status as an essential listen for fans of the genre and its enduring legacy in music history.