Bizzy Bone - Hold Me Down lyrics
[Bizzy Bone - Hold Me Down lyrics]
(C'mon baby) yeah, heh
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down (soldiers)
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down (I'm baaaack)
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
(You better tell 'em who the fuck I am)
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down
(You better tell 'em who the fuck I am)
We're not fuckin around
You better tell 'em who the fuck I am
They see me comin around
I let 'em know we ain't fuckin around
I guess it's the mysterious
I read up on the scriptures of
The end of the time, ready to die
With a serious sigh, it's a conspiracy
I'm feelin the vibe
7th Sign niggas feelin my tribe
Cause it's the king, are you bitch-ified?
I better feed him with a
Spoon cause he's mystified
I heard him comin in the
Room from the other side
You wanna roll up on me slowly
Chop him down to my size
So have to try to the trinity -
I think I'm on another fuckin planet
Got me rappin, I'm at NASA, I'm infinity
I'm focused on my mini-me -
I better embrace the gifted
I got these washed-up rappers
Straight feelin me (yeah)
I really wanna be happy but
This poverty is killin me
BAM! Let me tell them who the fuck I am
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Bam was no one-hit wonder that gon'
Be gone by next summer
I'm gon' - stay at the top cause
I done came from down under
See I'll - never forget the rats
And roaches and pissy mattresses
And as - many days I had
Nothin to eat but saltine crackers
Shit I - thank God for Section 8
Place to eat shit on hot plates
Cause it - sure made a cold beef
Bologna taste like hot steaks nigga
This ain't no joke, this ain't no fairytale
This real life what you know about a clip in
The window with no heat, feel like
I - come from the slums where the
Bums is like the role models
Sleep in the streets, beggin for change
Clutchin a cold bottle
Shit, niggas fuck with death like
It was thick bitch, with a fat ass
So you really ain't shit in the hood unless
You got a? and you got cash
Don't you think you need to get this shit
Cause niggas in the hood respect the troop
I state it together and get the proof
And I go to the lab and I wreck the booth
Ain't no way you can stop the fire
Runnin to you like a pump and a shot
Raising the bar with a? in the sky
From ghetto to ghetto you know that I
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Don't fuck around, huh, yeah
(you niggas can't hold me down)
Don't fuck around
(hold me down, hold me dowwwwn)
Uh (we're not fuckin around, fuckin around, fuckin around)
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Don't fuck around
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down (soldiers)
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down (I'm baaaack)
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down
We're not fuckin around, fuckin around
Fuckin round
(You better tell 'em who the fuck I am)
You niggas can't hold me down, hold me down
Hold me down
(You better tell 'em who the fuck I am)
We're not fuckin around
You better tell 'em who the fuck I am
They see me comin around
I let 'em know we ain't fuckin around
I guess it's the mysterious
I read up on the scriptures of
The end of the time, ready to die
With a serious sigh, it's a conspiracy
I'm feelin the vibe
7th Sign niggas feelin my tribe
Cause it's the king, are you bitch-ified?
I better feed him with a
Spoon cause he's mystified
I heard him comin in the
Room from the other side
You wanna roll up on me slowly
Chop him down to my size
So have to try to the trinity -
I think I'm on another fuckin planet
Got me rappin, I'm at NASA, I'm infinity
I'm focused on my mini-me -
I better embrace the gifted
I got these washed-up rappers
Straight feelin me (yeah)
I really wanna be happy but
This poverty is killin me
BAM! Let me tell them who the fuck I am
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Bam was no one-hit wonder that gon'
Be gone by next summer
I'm gon' - stay at the top cause
I done came from down under
See I'll - never forget the rats
And roaches and pissy mattresses
And as - many days I had
Nothin to eat but saltine crackers
Shit I - thank God for Section 8
Place to eat shit on hot plates
Cause it - sure made a cold beef
Bologna taste like hot steaks nigga
This ain't no joke, this ain't no fairytale
This real life what you know about a clip in
The window with no heat, feel like
I - come from the slums where the
Bums is like the role models
Sleep in the streets, beggin for change
Clutchin a cold bottle
Shit, niggas fuck with death like
It was thick bitch, with a fat ass
So you really ain't shit in the hood unless
You got a? and you got cash
Don't you think you need to get this shit
Cause niggas in the hood respect the troop
I state it together and get the proof
And I go to the lab and I wreck the booth
Ain't no way you can stop the fire
Runnin to you like a pump and a shot
Raising the bar with a? in the sky
From ghetto to ghetto you know that I
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Don't fuck around, huh, yeah
(you niggas can't hold me down)
Don't fuck around
(hold me down, hold me dowwwwn)
Uh (we're not fuckin around, fuckin around, fuckin around)
Can't you see that it's meant to be?
You can, hate on me but you still can't
Hold me down
Can't you see that we makin moves?
Got the grip and the groove
And you know we don't, fuck around
Don't fuck around