Текст песни Throw Ya Hands - Danny Byrd

Do you remember the days when music had that feeling?
Your heart would pump, your feet would touch that ceiling
It was a beat from a dubplate with a jungle break
And a low frequency shake
Now we're gonna take you back to that place
With that raw rolling bass, put that smile back on your face
So if you believe in yourself, put your pride up on that shelf
Put your hands up, put your, put your hands up!
Freedom!
I don't care what they say