EPMD

EPMD - Hold Me Down lyrics

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Mm hmm  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  ye yeah  a yeh  to hold me down
 Eh te eh te eh  hold me down
 Word to  everybody that  hold me down
 Huh? Ah huh  yo  what?

 Aiyyo P back me up now  hold me down
 while I go around this town  snatchin crowns
 from those supposed  wannabe rap vocalists
 If you nice get your rope and dosey-do in this
 Let me know somethin - you wanna fight? Let's go somethin
 If not, close your mouth and say nothing
 Y'all imitations, fuckin up the whole situation
 with sucker MC infiltration

 [Parrish Smith]
 Aiyyo straight up, you light MC's better get your weight up
 I'm benchin three hundred and change, starvin 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? Burnin 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

 [P] Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 Yo P, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 PMD, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 PMD, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 PMD, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down

 [Parrish Smith]
 You got shit 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, fuck 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

 [E] Yo P, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 Yo PMD, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Yo E, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 Yo PMD, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 E-Dub, hold me down
 [E] I'm holdin you down
 Mic Doc, hold me down
 [P] I'm holdin you down
 Green Eyed Bandit, holdin it down
 [E] Yeah, I'm holdin you down

 [Parrish Smith]
 Niggaz tryin to jam the frequency, when on the low
 they be peepin me and the E, DJ Scratch, EPMD
 The Dream Team, who fiend for the cream since sixteen
 Dodgin po-nine and marks, with the high beams
 God-body, rap style, Mazerrati
 Catchin bodies, E Double holdin shit down with the sawed off shotty
 What you thought? We takin more than nickels and shorts?
 Get the fuck out of here, nothin sweet here, you get your shit torched

 [Erick Sermon]
 I spit flames at Oklahoma
 When done, you can smell the Sermon aroma
 In a coma, burned to death, man listen
 Did he deserve, the kicked to the curb, ass whippin?
 Believe you me, it was his destiny
 for the child to end for fuckin with men
 P and I got somethin for all y'all
 who stand tall, and dose dat like to ball
 So we ball like Spalding, in the time of need
 who you calling when your career is falling?
 Ssshh, 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
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Composer: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Recordings

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

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