Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Tight (feat. Q-Tip), artist - Slum Village. Album song Fantastic Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.01.2009
Record label: Barak Entertainment
Song language: English
Hold Tight (feat. Q-Tip) |
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’mma 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’mma 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 Ummah 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’mma 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 |
Its alright you can move at your own pace |
Altogether now |
Hold tight |