Cla**ified - Hold Your Own lyrics

[Verse 1:] Leave it all to hip hop To make your simple ???? I'm seeing people in the lights turning dark and that's for real son Because when I'm coming I never go commercial And other rappers, they be going in reversal But me when you know me is goin' straight ahead never Never goin' the wrong way because my style ?? crews better Let there be light till the end of the tunnel Take a walk with me and treat your mind just like a funnel Your lookin' at the situation MC's for simulation Intoxication must be something if they keep on frontin' Cause nothing could make me wanna quit or even forfeit Well and if you wanna see cla** then take a f**in' portrait Or portfolio but this ain't the rodeo But if you wanna go toe to toe Then lets stop the show and get it on Like marvyn gaye you make the [?] Yea, one time for ya mind [Hook:] Many rappers be spittin game (think they're sayin' somethin) But when they turn around (all they see is people frontin') Makin' music think it's hard to the bone But deep inside your soul you can never hold your own [Verse 2:] When I'll be on the microphone I'm goin' off just like the power And plus I bring that beat that keeps your head bobbin' for hours And now I could take it to another fragrance So keep on smellin' the funks that your body Yellin' out to the flashy rappers Or yet the crappy actors You can call it what you want, just don't let it pa** you by And Cla**ified takin' over kid And that's the way it's goin' down, and that's the way it is So move along, move aside Now rest a**ure That every brother who can rap thinks he's all that But fall back because you be slippin' on the beats I've committed And every time you did it you be thinkin' it's terrific But come on son you just a dream of going to sleep MC's bowing down on the rival on defeat Take it how you want it, give it how you feel is right Talkin' at the mouth, MC's tryin' to earn a mic [Verse 3:] What would rappers try to do if they never had a rhyme Tryin' to be a story teller and having no say like Hellen Keller But I'm a dweller, so i'm gonna speak what goin' in mind Takin' day, months, years, that don't matter it just time I'm gonna climb the ladder of life, for real so what the deal? how you out to try and make me out to be a k**a [?] to check to my grille-a, this how I feel ya so don't be pushy or I'll be the one to up and spill ya yea, that's how I proved to be committed with my very own words five years payin' dues never thought I would lose, but yo I never won a thing so I lost and if I'm goin' down well then I guess I paid the cost only time will tell if I made it back but four tapes later kid, I'm still makin' raps I guess I'm just an addict, I gotta get some more but all you other rappers what the f** you lookin' for? [Hook x2]