Tyler Woods - Hold It Down lyrics

[Produced by 9th Wonder] [Verse 1: Buckshot] Time flies by There's so many people trying to make it in the world, so am I I can't lie, I be on the side like beer Anything move and I'm there Soon as I hear money calling I pick up a cell, cautious Cause my little man in the cell I can't even tell, what's the set-up, But Sometimes I don't care I'm dead-up As soon as I get up I'm prepared To lockdown the town like I'm the mayor You know, stocks and shares, not this year Laid back in the cut, No, not this year It's a all out brawl out, fall out the line In my Boot Camp it's a thin line Who the truth, who lying, who the cat, who lying Who co*k back, who firing? Who the raw, who the cook? Who shake, who shook? Criminal mind from a crook A page from a book, motivation from a push, look It's hard enough being a black man or a brown man Right now we held down man And you can tell we in Hell now man Let's get to Heaven because we Hellbound man Let's hold it down man... [Hook: Tyler Woods] And you know we got to hold it down I'mma put it on the line Cause it's my life And you know And you know And you know [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Listening to Donnie Hatha-Way up in his last days Why he have to pa** away so young While his craft was being mastered I don't want to ask a question with no answer But I still fight for the chance to write the cure for cancer Wipe poverty of the map with a verse and a 9th Wonder track Am I right? Holla back or is it too ambitious These dudes too weak or am I too damn vicious When their hair waves like a magic wand I excite fans The way I raise my son give you a nice tan Make him into a man is the rival that's been planned Bible in the bullets aside of the night stand You still in the right hand to give justice to a lamb Still in the wrong hand the sh** hit the fan Blaming the white man, like damn Obstacles popping up like spam Whoa, I rap from the view of the black and the brown man Bar code on the soul so the music can sound scan Bar code on the soul so the music can sound scan [Hook] [Verse 3: Buckshot] I know time's too slow for you You're acting like you Ready for the World like the group Don't do something you might regret Yeah it's cool that you jog but you like to sweat On the corner, on your Nike sweats I'll bet, cops come, I jet, you stay Cause you still ain't learned but you will today You going to see how it feels today To wait for somebody to feed you a meal but hey Shorty parlez, ain't no rush take your time I'm at a whole new level with mine To go further I'd murder the rhyme And get busy when I'm serving you lines like, this It's hard enough being a black man or a brown man Right now we held down man And you can tell we in hell now man Let's get to heaven because we hell bound man Let's hold it down man [Hook]