Hold Tight

Hold tight, this is the last time you hear me

I'm out now, this is the last time to cheer me

Niggas in the game is getting too slimy

Liable to make this peace brother turn grimy

I'm a leave it in the hands of the Slum now

Take it away from where it comes from now

A lot of you cats in the music business

Shiftless, I'll put you on the shit list

Did your intuition say to shit on me?

I'm a just flip your ears, yo you hear me b?

D'Angelo play your piano

Jay Dee flip another beat for me

Hold tight with Baatin and my nigga T3

Busta Bus, watch out for who you trust

Ali Shaheed, it's your blood that I bleed

Yes, Phife, for you I will give my life

It's the Umma shit fo real till there's no more light

All you foul motherfuckers change your wrong to right

Make sure y'all bring your music to the area flight

Hold tight

Hold tight... Hold tight get ya ass back what ya did, yo

Hold tight the SV what ya did, yo

Hold tight you don't pay attention man

That's why your money is the size of your attention span

Yo there's something I gotta mention, damn

Who the fuck is this sitting in my session man?

This is my project, ho, on some MC Shan

Not yours, what's your intentions man

Probably bootlegging my tape at a concession stand

What the fuck, niggas never learn their lesson, man

I try my best not to hold the Smith & Wesson, man

But I gotta hold something cause niggas test you man

Anyway yo keep it moving keep the questions and

Maybe I can bless you with the test presses man

Until then, hold tight

Guess who's making this cheese this cash this dust

So much cash in my hand that I got paper cuts

I'm trying to become a winner trying to get with us

That's one of the reasons I had to fuck you up

I caught you people at my window trying see what I'm doing

So I pulled out the 45 and commenced to start shooting (see ya)

See I miss with every dilla cause young were keeping it moving

Now that's some root news and now watch what you're doing

So hold tight

You don't understand

I've been doing this shit since Duran Duran

Now I'm a make some more paper cash, God damn

I'm outta this, cause you don't appreciate

I step up in the place trying to cultivate

You sipping on your tanqueray whilst we levitate

You ain't got no reason to celebrate

You caught up in my trap, sealing your fate

Never was it once you co-operate

Was last you just self destruct inside your hate

I hope you're feeling better now

Hold tight to my rhyme, nigga don't cry

It's alright you can move at your own pace

Altogether now

Hold tight