Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down
It ain't no shame in our game, we do our thing, let it bang
Blazing, First Fam, damn, damn, damn
Bang your head against the wall, c'mon
Show me a man that's live, I'll show you Danze is liver, let it bang
It's the world's most amazing
Who wanna test me now?
Cops wanna arrest me now, killers wanna stretch me now
Nothin', continue to survive, we're survivors
Tear up and crush me now
And a nigga first love is a drug
If it's hits you want, hit 'em, yeah, let it bang
Hey yo this shit is real blown out, allow me to pull my chrome out
And push pieces of your dome out, no doubt
This is recreational wreck to keep y'all illin'
You see it, say what? Let it bang
To determine if niggaz like you can live or die on the street
Holdin' it down
From the dark side my family provide knowledge
Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down
You know I bring it to you live
Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass off, let it bang
Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass off, let it bang
Cap pealin' put two in your lungs, blum blum
One-million and one guns, one-million and one sons
Holdin' it down
Yeah, cheese nigga, one time, First Family, cyclops
Yeah, but it's on back blocks, imbedded in some blacktop
You've heard of us, official DJ's Murderous
It's the untameable, nonflammable
Holdin' it down
If you wanna be hard rocks, c'mon, let it bang
If it's hits you want, hit 'em, yeah, let it bang
First Family, nigga, yeah
Why wreckin' ever smooth and whadda we have to prove?
Walt skully hat, cover my eyelashes
Sound off, pump rounds off rock like Bob Dylan would
Yo, I'm from a hellholee where male role models, live in bottles
The X-Men, comes equipped
Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug
Executioners, M.O.P., yeah, Crack-O, nigga
Holdin' it down
You see it, say what? Let it bang
Open up your back like a wide out
I'll bring it to your door, UPS style dressed in brown
Put 'em in critical condition, fuckin' with Lil' Fame
So now you see, "Tomorrow Never Dies" cries
If you wanna be hard rocks, c'mon, let it bang
Y-2-K what now? I'ma die blastin'
Unrestrainable, nonchangeable M.O.P.
And now, they wonder why we move the way we move
We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty
What happened to the beat?
Spitty spittin' the lead until it knock your insides right out
Critically acclaimed criminals to blame
