Hold Me Down - EPMD

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

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

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo P, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

PMD, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

PMD, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

PMD, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

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

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 holdin you down

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo PMD, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo E, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Yo PMD, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

E-Dub, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Mic Doc, hold me down

I’m holdin you down

Green Eyed Bandit, holdin it down

Yeah, I’m holdin you down

Niggas 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

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