Текст песни Hold Down - Anilyst
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen′t
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen't
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
I
am
from
Fresno
Killafornia
Where
they
live
for
the
thrill
of
the
moment,
Where
they
still
mix
pills
with
coronas,
You
can
still
get
killed
on
a
corner
No
pity
for
those
who
are
loners
Its
the
city
that
built
my
persona
From
an
itty
bitty
boy
to
a
grown
up
The
epitome
of
living
like
a
soldier
Home
of
the
best
ass
Smoke
on
the
best
stash
If
you
need
to
toke
on
a
sack
homie
just
ask
Cause
the
NO′s
where
i
rest
at
I
know
where
the
connects
at
There's
a
whole
lot
of
meth
labs
And
I
don't
ever
rep
that
But
i
just
gotta
vent
facts
To
make
you
take
a
step
back
And
picture
the
place
that
I′m
from
Envision
whatever
i
say
out
my
lungs
Depict
it
with
words
that
i
lay
over
drums
Picture
this
image
we
straight
from
the
slums
It′s
scary
to
most,
so
i
dare
you
to
go
To
the
559
that's
the
area
code,
Drive
at
night
through
the
various
roads
Trouble
is
casually
doubling
Families
practically
crumbling
Couples
be
battling
custody
Could
you
imagine
the
fuckery?
The
good
the
bad
the
ugly
The
hood
the
lavish
and
lovely
My
status
is
bubbling,
so,
This
must
be
the
land
of
the
lucky
now
fuck
with
me
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen′t
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen't
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
Hot
in
the
summer,
freeze
in
the
winters
All
year
around
it′s
the
season
of
winners
Hold
shit
down
for
the
people
that's
with
us
No
town
means
we
don′t
need
no
quitters
We
just
keep
giving
weak
folks
jitters
I
know
a
couple
people
that
be
so
bitter
Cause
i
keep
on
killin
like
my
fingers
on
the
milla
And
i
keep
on
feeling
like
I'm
living
in
a
thrilla
I
don't
give
a
fuck
because
we
gets
crazy
Gotta
give
it
up
to
the
city
that
made
me
Cause
i
get
a
ton
of
love
from
it
daily
And
I′ll
never
front
because
this
shit
raised
me
All
the
battles
I′ve
battled
through/
gave
me
the
baddest
of
attitudes
A
savage
surpassing
you
so
high
above
you
can't
handle
my
altitude
I
do
what
i
have
to
do
Better
move
when
I′m
passing
through,
Or
this
cat
gone
damage
you,
Leave
you
in
a
van
by
blackstone
avenue
Or
the
tower
district
Got
an
ounce
broke
down
and
twisted
Spending
hours
lifted
Hold
it
down
for
the
town
don't
it
sound
terrific?
Fiends
on
ice
Kids
taking
hits
on
pipes
On
sight
people
get
in
raw
fights
Not
soft
when
you
live
a
hard
life
Felons
living
low
Friends
turn
to
foes
If
you
never
been
before
step
in
to
the
door
welcome
to
the
no
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen′t
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
Did
it
on
my
own
now,
Wen't
and
got
my
own
sound
Repping
for
my
hometown,
From
your
hood
to
your
grounds
I
hold
down
the
no
town
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