[Chorus 4x] You cant hold me down [Coast] I spit this to the blabber mouths, of the media all critics Who trying to kill the spark of the south, all lyrics So it aint different, then anything you ever heard Uh, I know some of yall gone be mad cause of my words Its my verse, you can take it just how I give it But for some reason you aint feeling the realest, stay out my business I aint never kidding, I dont spit a bar just to spit it If I ever rap a track about something its cause I did it But yall still wont listen, they dont want us on this surface Yall want to keep us underground, they pass us up on purpose But it aint gone work, yall cant converse with us No one cares about the magazine articles in the gutter What yall thought we was, some little punks or something similar We breaking all the rules like they was shot up with the cylinders So this is it, to the media talking down you better tell them Himie [Chorus 9x] [Rasheed] I stay on my offense, watch out Keep you faggots up off of my fence Maggots on the bench Meet the grinch in the black trench Hold me down, when you figure how to fold me now Slow me down, think Im stronger cause bitch Im around Back in the underground worldwide like aviation So, fuck a royalty, this game got my loyalty Now honestly, when I think about it youve been at your prime Ive been ahead of my time, before I started rhyming Media, got us under the encyclopedia Its tedious, the best only is dedious Believe in us, no reason to be greedious They anxious to put us in ankles and cuffs Think its pimping the hell, like a witch it is selling none of your hands And your feet Come bring your face to sorceror cause shes Bitch, watch what you say Before you end up a fool and say your little jones for me [Chorus 4x]
medium, yall, dedious, himie, greedious