Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Down, artist - Anilyst. Album song Lystening, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Hold Down |
| Intro Hook: |
| 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/ X2 |
| 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 |
| Hook: |
| 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/ X2 |
| 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 passin 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 |
| Hook: |
| 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/ X2 |