Hold It Down

Duration

4:28

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Chorus: Weeds got me feelin like I am from outer space Marajuana potent man on my race At the bon fire man my bars are so terrific Hold it down for the tea man you know I rip it Verse 1: Packed in the chrome now I'm on my way home feelin so high I hope my mom don't know, home after midnight she waitin at the door, I'm trying to live my life but she don't know what for Give me my mic give me a beat, give me some shit I could play on repeat give me a minute to write a dope chorus now about 30 to write a verse before it yeah It ain't even that hard yo, talkin how they grind for 10 years more so, yet they all Lying way more that panocio now you can catch almost all of em on skid row They're all cracked out fucking addicts, addicted to this game more than a Maverick, tell me how I'm gonna live and you'll become the Devils little prick, pull out the gat leave you hopping like a pogo stick (Hook) Verse 2: Lost now shit has hit the fan gone before the bomb does land, team on my back got me goin but I can't stand, charging forward to top, got one in the bed does rock, hold it down for the squad man fuck the ops Give me what I want to keep my shit going, now I got one in the bed I hope my girl don't know it, now we on the flight they ain't gone see me coming, now the bomb has dropped I'm lookin at the explosion Pass me all the weed time to smoke it till I'm gone, give me some that green to make me go strong, world tour coming trust it ain't gone be long why they rap about struggle when they never done no wrong Yeah they ain't ever seen a convict, walkin down the road stone cold murderers in my projects, they cop a gat they scared for their children, their all in terror because we are militant (Hook) Verse: Hold it down where's my crown why these people play my sound, why they so surprised I'm so profound, I'm out with the crew we all smokin loud, I'm going so high like a chopper in the clouds Here that crash now time to sit down, lookin at the body so out of it like a clown, give it all I got with a hammer I do pound, the gat lookin at all the bodies hit the ground I'm not insane I just got that mentality, the issues within also effect me physically, all I need is words I don't need that imagery, like how I clapped him you don't need to see that visually I play with letters that's why my teachers hate my grammar, but it's gone get me somewhere my face is up on a banner, or up on stage and the crowd is all waving lighters, lookin so supreme almost out of this nightmares