Текст песни Hold Me Down - EPMD

Mmm hmm, hold me down
Hold me down
Uh uh uh uh, hold me down
Uh yeah yeah, hold me down
Yeah uh uh, aha, hold me down
Word up, uh uh uh uh, hold me down
Uh uh uh uh, yeah yeah, hold me down
Word up, uh uh uh uh, hold me down
Huh? Uh huh, Doggs, what?

A-yo P back me up now, hold me down
While I go around this town snatching crowns
From those who pose, wanna be rap vocalists
If you nice get your rope and dosey-doe in this
Let me know somethin, you wanna fight let's go somethin
If not, close your mouth and say nothin
Y'all imitations, fuckin up the whole situation
With sucker MC infiltration

Ayo 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 rap is no frill
Now how real is that? Burning gats, knifes and bats
Hot rhymes, 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
[Chorus: Erick Sermon (PMD)
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 ain't got shit harder than this, Erick Sermon 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, too anointed, so we strap tools
You can't cool, this go out to the cats in school
That's not to know we're bomb, so get ready for the rainstorm
Too hot, fuck lukewarm, when we swarm

Yeah we swarm MC's with the Bee Effect, sting em
Like Muhammad, set the scene and bomb it
On, CEO's, A&R's, street teams
To a manager, for the cream we damage ya
On light skin, dark skin, albino
From a crackhead, dopefiend, a wino
Bring the ultimate, stick you with the magnetic
Give a shot, to them sweet cats, rap diabetics
[Chorus: Erick Sermon (PMD)
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)
(Yo E-Dub hold me down) (I'm holdin you down)
(Mic Doc hold me down) (I'm holdin you down)
(Green Eyed Bandit hold me down) (I'm holdin you down)
Yeah I'm holdin you down

Niggas tryin to jam the frequency, but on the low
They be peepin me and the E, DJ Scratch, EPMD
The dream team, we fiend for the cream since sixteen
Dodgin po-nine and marks, with the high beams
Guard body, rap style, Maserati
Catchin bodies, E Double hold the shit down with the sawed-off shotty
What you thought, we was takin water nickels in shorts
Get the fuck outta here, nothin sweet here, you get your shit torched

I spit flames of Oklahoma
When done, you can smell the Sermon aroma
In a coma, burned to death, man listen
Did he deserve, to kick to the curb, ass whippin?
Believe you me, it was his destiny
For the child to end from fuckin with men
P and I got somethin for all y'all
Who stand tall, and those that like to ball
See we ball like Spalding, in the time of need
Who you callin when your career was fallin?
Shh, way down, you've been hit, lay down
Hit the ground, don't get up, stay down
Relax a minute, you shouldn't of put your two cents in it
Now you up a creek in the back of a car that's rented