Zach Sherwin - Rap Hands lyrics

[Verse 1] I grew up on Raffi and the Beatles “Baby Beluga” and “Taxman” Then I learned that rap existed And it threw a match into my gas can Once I had it in me It reshaped me like a belly with a LAP band I was loving rap jams By rap clans I was a rap fan [Verse 2] Yes I loved the music But the look of it was part of the attraction Album covers, videos and photos I examined them like CAT scans I was fascinated by the grittiness The outfits and the pinky rings and hat bands But even more than that, man I loved the rap hands That's right, the rap hands Rap hands, rap hands, rap hands [Verse 3] This is Hurricane He used to DJ for the Beastie Boys He scratched wax In 1995, he dropped an album of his own I made a mad dash I bought it, ripped the wrapper off Did not expect the inner flap to flabbergast But look at that grasp Whose hand is that vast? Little Zach gasped [Verse 4] Apparently this image made a big impression on me Left a fat stamp Looking at it helps to shed some light upon my past Like it's a gas lamp What I'm going to do Is show you photos of me from that summer at camp They give me a laugh cramp 'Cause I'm such a wack scamp The self-awareness-lack champ [Verse 5] Okay, here is Hurricane again and here I am You recognize the rap hand? Here's another photo Where I'm posing with an identical rap hand Here's another one and yet another one I'm really into rap hands Really into rap hands, rap hands, rap hands Rap hands. A step back and... rap hands [Verse 6] (Here we go) Now I'm an adult and both my sense of self And my career have advanced But I appreciate this opportunity To take a looking-back glance Cause if you told the younger me That rap would be my living I'd say “Fat chance” But I made and carried out attack plans And I didn't crash land I'm still throwing rap hands I'm still throwing rap hands, rap hands, rap hands Tap dance, plaid pants, cat stance Kaplan, Batman, Zach fans Rap hands