Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Maintain, artist - Erick Sermon. Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Song language: English
Maintain |
| Hush, Im comin thru with the bum rush |
| Feelins forced style, adidas, cold crush |
| What? |
| my styles ridiculous |
| Whos gettin wit that spectaculous, miraculous? |
| Word to lexus, Im from new york |
| Im flowin like dom p so unpop the cork |
| Now feelin me for real do Im the one who came from the back and blew the brains out of al pacino |
| (word up) welcome to this rendition |
| Of lyricism, Im on a doug e. |
| fresh mission |
| Somebody stop me, Im outta control please |
| Before I do autopsies on these mcs |
| Open em up, they hollow on the inside |
| No heart pumpin, their organ missin somethin |
| Trueness, yeah they get no props |
| Without das I come with the real hip-hop |
| I maintain |
| I hold it down, so gimme that microphone |
| And lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone |
| When a brother like e is on the microphone, uh I maintain |
| I hold it down, so gimme that microphone |
| And lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone |
| When a brother like e-d is on the microphone |
| Hold up, how yall tryin ta play me, uh When I paved the way for yall punks to mc Youre not hard, ol school pull your card |
| Wit the quickness, chump and jehovah witness |
| Agony of defeat on the street |
| In front of your crew diggin, in front of your main chicken |
| Oooh, its more than meet the eye, oh my god |
| Somebody got shook by a hardcore mirage |
| Speak on it, I get busy every week on it Die e-i, I sing and get unique on it The miracle child, the chosen one |
| (poof) behind the def squad come the truth |
| There chill, I got that microphone |
| So lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone |
| I cant believe, I come with the mad degrees, boy |
| Freakin the funk with extra shit up the sleeve, uh I maintain |
| I hold it down, so gimme that microphone |
| And lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone |
| When a brother like e is on the microphone, uh I maintain, huh |
| I hold it down, so gimme that microphone |
| And lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone |
| When a brother like e-d is on the microphone, word |