Epmd - Hold Me Down lyrics

[Erick Sermon] Hold me down Hold me down Hold me down Ah yeah yeah hold me down Yeah uh-huh uh-huh, hold me down Word up, yeah, yeah, to hold me down Hold me down Word to, everybody that, hold me down Huh? Ah-huh, yo, what? Hey yo P back me up now, hold me down While I go around this town, snatching crowns From those supposed, wannabe rap vocalists If you nice get your rope and dosey-do in this Let me know something, you wanna fight? Let's go something If not, close your mouth and say nothing Y'all imitations, f**ing up the whole situation With s**er MC infiltration [Parrish Smith] Hey yo straight up, you light MC's better get your weight up I'm benching three hundred and change, starving cats get ate up Ain't that ill? How I can just stare, and watch the blood spill From an unknown rapper, but now the rapper's no thrill Now how real is that? Burning gats, knifes and bats Hot rhyme, status, with the hot wax Mixed with the street slang, is where it's at Perhaps, you should close your mouth kid and slide back Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo P, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down PMD, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down PMD, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down PMD, hold me down I'm holding you down [Parrish Smith] You got sh** harder than this, Erick Serm' and Parrish Smith? What's this? Piped out five, with the kit? And millions to back it, keep it rugged never wack kid This ain't just rhymin, God's on the way, and he's askin Who's been followin the rules, two noided, so we strap tools And can't cool, this go out to the cats in school It's not the norm, word bond, so get ready for the rainstorm Too hot, f** lukewarm, when we swarm [Erick Sermon] Yeah we swarm MC's with the bee effect, zzzzz, sting em Like Muhammad, set the scene I'm bombin on CEO's, A&R's, street team to a manager For the cream, we damage ya On light-skinned, dark-skinned, albino From a crackhead, dopefiend, or wino Bring the Ultra-ment, stick you with the Magnetic Give a shout, to them sweet cats, rap diabetics Yo P, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo PMD, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo E, hold me down I'm holding you down Yo PMD, hold me down I'm holding you down E-Dub, hold me down I'm holding you down Mic Doc, hold me down I'm holding you down Green Eyed Bandit, holding it down Yeah, I'm holding you down [Parrish Smith] n***as trying to jam the frequency, when on the low They be peeping me and the E, DJ Scratch, EPMD The Dream Team, who fiend for the cream since sixteen Dodging po-nine and marks, with the high beams God-body, rap style, Mazerrati Catching bodies, E Double holding sh** down with the sawed off shotty What you thought? We taking more than nickels and shorts? Get the f** out of here, nothing sweet here, you get your sh** torched [Erick Sermon] I spit flames at Oklahoma When done, you can smell the Sermon aroma In a coma, burned to d**h, man listen Did he deserve, the kicked to the curb, a** whipping? Believe you me, it was his destiny For the child to end for f**ing with men P and I got something for all y'all Who stand tall, and dose that like to ball So we ball like Spalding, in the time of need Who you calling when your career is falling? Way down, you've been hit, lay down Hit the ground, don't get up, stay down Relax a minute, you shouldn'ta put your two cents in it Now you up a creek, in the back of a car that's rented