| Hold tight, this is the last time you hear me
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| I’m out now, this is the last time to cheer me
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| Niggas in the game is getting too slimy
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| Liable to make this peace brother turn grimy
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| I’mma leave it in the hands of the Slum now
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| Take it away from where it comes from now
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| A lot of you cats in the music business
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| Shiftless, I’ll put you on the shit list
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| Did your intuition say to shit on me?
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| I’mma just flip your ears, yo you hear me b?
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| D’Angelo play your piano
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| Jay Dee flip another beat for me
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| Hold tight with Baatin and my nigga T3
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| Busta Bus, watch out for who you trust
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| Ali Shaheed, it’s your blood that I bleed
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| Yes, Phife, for you I will give my life
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| It’s The Ummah shit fo real till there’s no more light
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| All you foul motherfuckers change your wrong to right
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| Make sure y’all bring your music to the area flight
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| Hold tight
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| Hold tight…
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| Hold tight get ya ass back what ya did, yo
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| Hold tight the SV what ya did, yo
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| Hold tight you don’t pay attention man
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| That’s why your money is the size of your attention span
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| Yo there’s something I gotta mention, damn
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| Who the fuck is this sitting in my session man?
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| This is my project, ho, on some MC Shan
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| Not yours, what’s your intentions man
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| Probably bootlegging my tape at a concession stand
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| What the fuck, niggas never learn their lesson, man
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| I try my best not to hold the Smith & Wesson, man
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| But I gotta hold something cause niggas test you man
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| Anyway yo keep it moving keep the questions and
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| Maybe I can bless you with the test presses man
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| Until then, hold tight
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| Guess who’s making this cheese this cash this dust
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| So much cash in my hand that I got paper cuts
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| I’m trying to become a winner trying to get with us
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| That’s one of the reasons I had to fuck you up
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| I caught you people at my window trying see what I’m doing
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| So I pulled out the 45 and commenced to start shooting (see ya)
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| See I miss with every dilla cause young were keeping it moving
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| Now that’s some root news and now watch what you’re doing
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| So hold tight
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| You don’t understand
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| I’ve been doing this shit since Duran Duran
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| Now I’mma make some more paper cash, god damn
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| I’m outta this, cause you don’t appreciate
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| I step up in the place trying to cultivate
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| You sipping on your tanqueray whilst we levitate
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| You ain’t got no reason to celebrate
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| You caught up in my trap, sealing your fate
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| Never was it once you co-operate
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| Was last you just self destruct inside your hate
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| I hope you’re feeling better now
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| Hold tight to my rhyme, nigga don’t cry
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| Its alright you can move at your own pace
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| Altogether now
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| Hold tight |