Bizzy Bone - Hold Me Down lyrics

[Intro: Bizzy] (C'mon baby) Yeah, heh You n***az can't hold me down, hold me down, hold me down (soldiers) We're not f**in around, f**in around, f**in round You n***az can't hold me down, hold me down, hold me down (I'm baaaack) We're not f**in around, f**in around, f**in round You n***az can't hold me down, hold me down, hold me down We're not f**in around, f**in around, f**in round (You better tell 'em who the f** I am) You n***az can't hold me down, hold me down, hold me down (You better tell 'em who the f** I am) We're not f**in around [Bizzy Bone] You better tell 'em who the f** I am, they see me comin around I let 'em know we ain't f**in around I guess it's the mysterious I read up on the scriptures of the end of the time, ready to die With a serious sigh, it's a conspiracy I'm feelin the vibe, 7th Sign n***az feelin my tribe Cause it's the king, are you b**h-ified? I better feed him with a spoon cause he's mystified I heard him comin in the room from the other side You wanna roll up on me slowly chop him down to my size So have to try to the trinity - I think I'm on another f**in planet Got me rappin, I'm at NASA, I'm infinity I'm focused on my mini-me - I better embrace the gifted I got these washed-up rappers straight feelin me (yeah) I really wanna be happy but this poverty is k**in me BAM! Let me tell them who the f** I am [Chorus 2X: Bambino] Can't you see that it's meant to be? You can, hate on me but you still can't, hold me down Can't you see that we makin moves? Got the grip and the groove and you know we don't, f** around [Bambino] Bam was no one-hit wonder that gon' be gone by next summer I'm gon' - stay at the top cause I done came from down under See I'll - never forget the rats and roaches and pissy mattresses And as - many days I had nothin to eat but saltine crackers sh** I - thank God for Section 8, place to eat sh** on hot plates Cause it - sure made a cold beef bologna taste like hot steaks n***a This ain't no joke, this ain't no fairytale, this real life What you know about a clip in the window with no heat, feel like I - come from the slums where the bums is like the role models Sleep in the streets, beggin for change, clutchin a cold bottle sh**, n***az f** with d**h like it was thick b**h, with a fat a** So you really ain't sh** in the hood unless you got a {?} and you got cash Don't you think you need to get this sh** cause n***az in the hood respect the troop I state it together and get the proof and I go to the lab and I wreck the booth Ain't no way you can stop the fire, runnin to you like a pump and a shot Raising the bar with a {?} in the sky, from ghetto to ghetto you know that I [Chorus] [Bambino (Bizzy)] Don't f** around, huh, yeah (you n***az can't hold me down) Don't f** around (hold me down, hold me dowwwwn) Uh (we're not f**in around, f**in around, f**in around) [Chorus] [Bambino] Don't f** around