Styles P - Still I Hear The Word Progress lyrics

[Hook 2x] Hold meee meee me down Ohohoh OhhhhOhhhh Hold me down Hold me down oh oh [Verse 1: Styles P] God hold me down, cause Ghost ain't holdin' up Livin' the fast life, I feel my soul slowin' up I only think of my drinking, when I'm throwin' up Blackin' out, actin' out, I'm waking up, the gat is out Driving in reverse, not looking, when I'm backin' out It's like getting on a plane with no wings Abandoned in the land of the men, that has no kings I hear my gun talk, I hear my Colt sing Get the money n***a, go ahead and murder them f** it, you never heard of them, imagine what I'm hurdling I'm taking long jumps, I wonder what the Lord wants I wanna know before they hit me with the long pump These co*k s**ing n***as can't touch me But I feel lucky, cause I hear the angels sing When I blow the dutchie, Ayo Lucky f** Life, two guns up, I let them bust twice [Hook 2x] [Verse 2: Lushlife] Ghost told me hold it down, buck em down, that's the mediation Back home with a flow sicker than rap, I never be that free, we wastin' All time on TV chasing, that BET or MTV dream see me waiting Spittin' that BDP and meditating Matter fact I still wanna poke hope, I still wanna roll with the po' folk I don't wanna be a player, but I wanna be a rhymesayer, no joke, and I won't choke And it won't be the feds, it won't be the friends, the moment you go and float up in the end I make my entrance, make my exit, make that record spin Back on my seventeen-seventy-sixin', damn right Philly we walk with a bop and walk by on top of the land right That's manifest destiny, had to move D and it didn't make no sense to me I'm in the whip with a dime piece puffin on trees, do believe these extra sensorys Yo, You lose a Dilla, you losin' a Godzilla He's still alive on the track, and the beat play back, I heard him next to me Catch the beat, spit that ecstasy, ever since I got put on to Extra P Had a vision I was sittin' in a bar full of women, and they all wanna be with what's left of me [Hook 2x] [Verse 3: Lushlife] Yo, I write them rhymes to change they minds, on my records records And I get a paycheck just to pay that rent until we stackin' cheddar Life still ain't better man, I'm still on stage with a head wrapped bedouin Better make a move now, when it all fall down, I be that oowop veteran That's not so bad, not so easy to have battle rappin' a verse But still, wanna make it easy to grab When I be that Polo reekin', I be forever geekin', city sleepin' Ever since '86, everything that I write is gon' be forever speakin' Every weekend's a blur, Every night's automatic Better off with a path through that I gotta choose, beauty all up at it Everything we touch is gold, everything I see is bright Everyday I'm one step closer to the end, it might as well be night [Hook 2x]