Hold You Down (Remix)

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]

I'm the spitter they considered inconsiderate

The one and illegitimate son of that fucking immigrant

Just running like a sprinter

From all the responsibilities they've given him

I'm different

I keep them coming back like a recidivist

Hitting them and showing them

The difference of pussy whipped and pistol whipped

And I'm sticking to my guns just like a pistol grip

Listen when I tell you "eat a dick" I'm a nutritionist

You bitches, it's Emilio the flow-er

And I'm ripping it, you're sick of it

My living is trash

Vision as vivid as tripping on acid

Addicted to death

Men will be running your body and sniffing the ashes

The women I sex

Can't even learn her pilates and other advances

Running up in 'em and then they be dashing

When I be finishing up with the smashing

Never been giving the government taxes

None of my Benjamins, none of my Jacksons

So they'll be sitting the kid on a pedestal

One of the generals up in this rap shit

That's it. The fuck you want me to say?

Y'all never shutting nothing down, you like Guantanamo Bay

I tell 'em

[Hook: Laws]

Ay yo, I don’t got time to play so

I’m waiting on your say so

You know I’ll hold you down (I'll hold you down)

And y’all got me like ay yo, what more can I say though

I been like this since a day old

Watch me hold you down (I'll hold you down)

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]

Who would have thought it, southern Nas on the rise

Muddy water flow, I'm cat fish deep fried

Looking down from the old school drop-top

In this game of life I call my whip the sky box

High enough to kick moon rocks

I'm on some tell-it-all shit like the Boondocks

Cuz I'm serving what you need for a fee

I got that dumb packs

Some shit that you can't get up off these streets

So why not come back?

Call it K.R.I.T crack

Never fold I stand behind it

Like GMC, my type of chi you'll never find it

Even when I'm in a grave they'll still try to sign me

Cuz I embody the very spirit of an iron giant

Prime example when the stars align

Universe unravel just so God can say he co-sign

A new breed of rapper, a little rough around the edges

But in due time, I'll fix what we neglected

Cause I can hold you down

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Laws]

My jeans ain't getting no tighter

My competition spotlight ain't getting no brighter

I'm still a sarcastic Brazilian bastard

Who's piece of the pie's thicker than Sicilian

Biggest star coming from the island since Gilligan

Imprisoned murderer who only wants to kill again

Haters getting lazy, comparing me to Eminem

Eh, not quite, I'm just the sickest ever since

You ain't hip hop, you a ballad from Evanescence

I'mma snap and get up in some four element shit

Break you off while you dance

Scratch your face up, tag your place up

Wrap you from the waist up

Bury you alive, on that Biggie and Pac shit

Forget this backpack, just give me the Glock kid

Aim it right at Solar's face when I pull it

And write "truly yours, from Guru" on the bullet

"Now if I pull the trigger on these fully loaded lines

You gonna wish I pulled a black nine"

[Hook]