LAWS - Hold You Down (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] I'm the spitter they considered inconsiderate The one and illegitimate son of that f**ing immigrant Just running like a sprinter From all the responsibilities they've given him I'm different I keep them coming back like a recidivist Hitting them and showing them The difference of p**y whipped and pistol whipped And I'm sticking to my guns just like a pistol grip Listen when I tell you "eat a dick" I'm a nutritionist You b**hes, it's Emilio the flow-er And I'm ripping it, you're sick of it My living is trash Vision as vivid as tripping on acid Addicted to d**h Men will be running your body and sniffing the ashes The women I s** Can't even learn her pilates and other advances Running up in 'em and then they be dashing When I be finishing up with the smashing Never been giving the government taxes None of my Benjamins, none of my Jacksons So they'll be sitting the kid on a pedestal One of the generals up in this rap sh** That's it. The f** you want me to say? Y'all never shutting nothing down, you like Guantanamo Bay I tell 'em [Hook: Laws] Ay yo, I don't got time to play so I'm waiting on your say so You know I'll hold you down (I'll hold you down) And y'all got me like ay yo, what more can I say though I been like this since a day old Watch me hold you down (I'll hold you down) [Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.] Who would have thought it, southern Nas on the rise Muddy water flow, I'm cat fish deep fried Looking down from the old school drop-top In this game of life I call my whip the sky box High enough to kick moon rocks I'm on some tell-it-all sh** like the Boondocks Cuz I'm serving what you need for a fee I got that dumb packs Some sh** that you can't get up off these streets So why not come back? Call it K.R.I.T crack Never fold I stand behind it Like GMC, my type of chi you'll never find it Even when I'm in a grave they'll still try to sign me Cuz I embody the very spirit of an iron giant Prime example when the stars align Universe unravel just so God can say he co-sign A new breed of rapper, a little rough around the edges But in due time, I'll fix what we neglected Cause I can hold you down [Hook] [Verse 3: Laws] My jeans ain't getting no tighter My competition spotlight ain't getting no brighter I'm still a sarcastic Brazilian ba*tard Who's piece of the pie's thicker than Sicilian Biggest star coming from the island since Gilligan Imprisoned murderer who only wants to k** again Haters getting lazy, comparing me to Eminem Eh, not quite, I'm just the sickest ever since You ain't hip hop, you a ballad from Evanescence I'mma snap and get up in some four element sh** Break you off while you dance Scratch your face up, tag your place up Wrap you from the waist up Bury you alive, on that Biggie and Pac sh** Forget this backpack, just give me the Glock kid Aim it right at Solar's face when I pull it And write "truly yours, from Guru" on the bullet "Now if I pull the trigger on these fully loaded lines You gonna wish I pulled a black nine" [Hook]