New Track - Clap To This

Lai! Lai! Lagu baru beb!!! This time around I got my homie DMent from the horror group Triniti to spit a couple of tyson jab lines with me. The beat was also one of my earliest efforts on producing beats. Waktang on the guitars but I don't think he remembers he did it. Hmm... Nuff said, hit play at the video right after the picture or go here or go to http://www.myspace.com/saphuantific! Representin The Watchers & DYS!!! Hip Hop coming through!!!






Saphuan - Clap To This (ft. DMent)
Produced by Saphuan
Written by Saphuan & DMent
Live guitars by Maerzad "Waktang" Nazmi
Recorded at The Singing Shop Studio by Vandal
Mixed by Vandal & DMent


(Saphuan)
I spit rap backflips coz I'm verbally athletic
physically too so it's no problem when I spit it
dancin' like a butterfly, stingin' like a bee?
Just wait till my raps spray you bugs like psssssst!!
(Lets go) It's me against the world like Pac
(I wonder) how the fuck I got the world to bop
(to what?) the funky samples and my fancy flows
(oh no!!) you know I know you were gonna go oh no
Let's see what more do I have under my sleeves
Just a bunch of tight rhymes to get you down on your knees
(I rhyme) 24-7 like 7-E and McD's
Dope malaysian flows, where else can you get these?
Certainly not from you and I'm sure of that
The best I expect from you is a wack track
The best from me? You aint heard that yet
I'm saving that for last for now enjoy this track

Chorus
If you got 99 problems putcha hands high
putcha hands high and just (clap to this)
If hip hop is alive putcha hands high
putcha hands high and just (clap to this)
If you feelin what I'm feelin now putcha hands high
putcha hands high and just (clap to this)
Phin is in the buildin' rockin' the mic
Whatcha gonna do? (clap to this)

(Saphuan)
The name is Saphuan and I does what I does
Let me ease your mind by recitin' a verse
I'm still chillin under KL city nite lights
Never stopped writin' knowin' one day Imma shine bright
The light be hittin' your eyes blindin' your sight
And for nonbeleivers, get outta my sight
Like Mr. West I wanna touch the sky
I wanna be among the stars way up high
Why? Well don't you wanna be the best in what you do?
Well two if not one on the ones and twos
pocket is empty but still I maintain my cool
No ice on the wrist, no million dollar coupe
Fuck your 2 cents, on the mic I'm arrogant
I'm eloquent, against me, you dont stand a chance
Cause you're (you're) so pathetic
Man I swear to god, I'm sick

Chorus

(Dment)
While you're clappin to this, I'm gettin a round of applause
Rewind if you're not gettin this, you know I leave emcees in pause
I be the only cause of why Hip Hop is still alive
Stop passin me the mic, I speak using a fuckin knife
I'm kickin it live, while I'm leavin y'all lifeless
I remain sick even when around the finest
I don't wear ices but see I'm cold
You the hottest emcee? Uh huh yeah I know
With fire all over your body, yo I can tell
The scene is not a place for you, so go to hell
I flow so well, and I'm leaving y'all drowning
Your beef doesn't make any sense, so it's you that I'm pounding
Say what you want, but don't fuck with the best
You better pray and run when you put me to the test
Fuck a freestyle, my style is exclusive
Expensive and rare but I'm keepin it lucid

More music coming soon. Stay tuned...



Chalo Brah
S.A.