Hold it Down

[Intro: Method Man] Aight, Staten Island what up Yeah, Long Island what up, Come on Jazzy Jeff yall, Phillie what's good Haha, New Jersey Yo I just had a Phillie cheese steak, That shit was good as a muthafucka [Method Man] Yo, Yo, Who do it till the death Let the magnificent Jeff go do it to the rest You see the difference, Assumin we a threat Yall just impotent, Ain't no use of screwin with the best naw I wrote a 16 a throw it in a tech Shootin game at these fools now for foolin with a vet yeah It's Mr. Mef really, Who did you expect Another shit talkin MC, With booty on the breath naw Let's smoke somthin, Let your dude hold somthin And this dudes coke runnin till the blue coats commin yes Cruise still stuntin, Radio still frontin And the stuff they still bumpin got me numb, I feel nothin Jeff So I'mma get it like I spit it Get my glass you can fill it to the rim with the realest and I'm talkin back when Biggie Smalls was the illest And the boys from Cypress Hill said how I could just kill a man [Hook 2X: Method Man] Already knowin how we go, Let's get at your people I'm flowin these streets know, I hold it down And for the channel, The G code Jeff Just let the peeps know I'm reppin the east coast, So hold it now [Method Man] Until my niggas get room enough to breath I'mma break down the leaf, My brotha crush the weed Not Puff Daddy, No boy I puff the trees In a room full of crackers I might cut the cheese They called me Mr., I got what you need And a bag of sour dezz, You ain't gotta pluck the seeds naw So hit the peddle, I'll bring you up to speed Nearly smashed up to beamer, No more cognac for me See I'm in my backyard still cleanin All the fiends still fiendin, Better deal with the demons and I'm just bein rash, I'm like what's the meanin Cause as far as MCin I ain't likin what I'm seein man Nah, So M-E-F's on some other shit Feel it like that first piece of pussy, Fell in love with it Yall know what up with it, If I'm with my brother get Money, Clothes, Hoes, 24s on the mother ship [Hook]