Hold That

[Verse One]:

Ayo, to whom it may concern I ain't tryin' to offend ya

But I'm somethin' like Eminem and Pun mixed in the blender

Cause I'm half spic, half white plus I rep rap right

Plus I live the fast life, plus I'm just that nice

Now

You can have your own opinion

Try to throw dirt on my name like a meridian

Try to punk me out of my shit like I'm an Indian

But Term stay swingin' the bats like Dominican

Nah

I never did hard time

But I pick hard beats and I write hard rhymes

And I moved hard white right before I got signed

So I treated every track like a race against time

I'm, livin' for the rhyme, not livin' for the lime light

The longevity and lyricism is a long flight

Get ready for the all night shoot outs and bar fights

A couple cats on site you could bet I would make 'em

[Hook]:

Hold that

Said I'll never make it on the mic

Six months later I was in the Unsigned Hype

I told 'em hold that

They said I couldn't sell

Six months later I was in the XXL

I made 'em hold that

Like when I beat my case

I told the punk police "Fuck you" to they face

I made 'em hold that

I'm here to keep it alive

Like KRS said, I knew hip hop would never die

[Verse Two]:

Yo '88 to '99, man what a crazy time

Razor sharp blazin' rhymes

Now it's all the same design

Wack lyrics, catchy hook, posin' with a sketchy hook

Rappers threw away their Timbs now they want the sexy look

Damn

Well if that's the case B

I guess I'm Kanye, pass that "versece"

I know my bitch baby momma tryin' to erase me

I'm on TV everyday so you still gotta face me

Momma hold that

Now back to my beats

Ain't another rapper in the world rappin' like T

Still these funny ass promoters think I'm rappin' for free

Well I ain't rappin' at your show if you ain't passin' me G's

My nigga hold that

Still I do it for the love

Love hip hop, love rippin' mics and love guns

Never run, never hold mine tongue and hold back

Shoot the ones with anybody and tell 'em to hold that

[Hook]:

Hold that

Said I'll never make it on the mic

Six months later I was in the Unsigned Hype

I told 'em hold that

They said I couldn't sell

Six months later I was in the XXL

I made 'em hold that

Like when I beat my case

I told the punk police "Fuck you" to they face

I made 'em hold that

I'm here to keep it alive

Like KRS said, I knew hip hop would never die

Hold that