Classified Hold Your Own Lyrics

Information Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Hold Your Own
  • 2 Getting Live
  • 3 Game Tight (feat. Duffboy & Kaspa)
  • 4 The Stranger
  • 5 Information
  • 6 Riots (feat. Witchdoc, Flexman & Nathen 'c')
  • 7 Another Chapter
  • 8 Addicted
  • 9 Hold Your Own (Jorun remix)

  • [Verse 1:]
    Leave it all to hip hop
    To make your simple ????
    I'm seeing people in the lights turning dark and that's for real son
    Because when I'm coming I never go commercial
    And other rappers, they be going in reversal
    But me when you know me is goin' straight ahead never
    Never goin' the wrong way because my style ?? crews better
    Let there be light till the end of the tunnel
    Take a walk with me and treat your mind just like a funnel
    Your lookin' at the situation
    MC's for simulation
    Intoxication must be something if they keep on frontin'
    Cause nothing could make me wanna quit or even forfeit
    Well and if you wanna see class then take a fuckin' portrait
    Or portfolio but this ain't the rodeo
    But if you wanna go toe to toe
    Then lets stop the show and get it on
    Like marvyn gaye you make the [?]
    Yea, one time for ya mind
    [Hook:]
    Many rappers be spittin game (think they're sayin' somethin)
    But when they turn around (all they see is people frontin')
    Makin' music think it's hard to the bone
    But deep inside your soul you can never hold your own
    [Verse 2:]
    When I'll be on the microphone I'm goin' off just like the power
    And plus I bring that beat that keeps your head bobbin' for hours
    And now I could take it to another fragrance
    So keep on smellin' the funks that your body
    Yellin' out to the flashy rappers
    Or yet the crappy actors
    You can call it what you want, just don't let it pass you by
    And Classified takin' over kid
    And that's the way it's goin' down, and that's the way it is
    So move along, move aside
    Now rest assure
    That every brother who can rap thinks he's all that
    But fall back because you be slippin' on the beats I've committed
    And every time you did it you be thinkin' it's terrific
    But come on son you just a dream of going to sleep
    MC's bowing down on the rival on defeat
    Take it how you want it, give it how you feel is right
    Talkin' at the mouth, MC's tryin' to earn a mic
    [Verse 3:]
    What would rappers try to do if they never had a rhyme
    Tryin' to be a story teller and having no say like Hellen Keller
    But I'm a dweller, so i'm gonna speak what goin' in mind
    Takin' day, months, years, that don't matter it just time
    I'm gonna climb the ladder of life, for real
    so what the deal?
    how you out to try and make me out to be a killa
    [?] to check to my grille-a, this how I feel ya
    so don't be pushy or I'll be the one to up and spill ya
    yea, that's how I proved to be committed with my very own words
    five years payin' dues
    never thought I would lose, but yo I never won a thing so I lost
    and if I'm goin' down well then I guess I paid the cost
    only time will tell if I made it back
    but four tapes later kid, I'm still makin' raps
    I guess I'm just an addict, I gotta get some more
    but all you other rappers what the fuck you lookin' for?
    [Hook x2]

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