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letra de hold you down - mychelle lee

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[verse 1]

now you can call it what it is, but i’mma tell you what it ain’t
my genre was never dead, it just was changing with the breaks
in critical condition, fans concerned about the state
should they defibrillate ‘cuz the critics guranteed a d-day

they put the nail in the coffin and obitutated the page-
i gave you a lifestyle, they put a toe tag in my place
i don’t understand the concept of the mindset
of hip hop being dead and how the funeral is preset

i ain’t dead yet been in a form of hiatus
but was picked back up, by a generation of babies
separate from the majors, that pimp you and leave you hangin
opinion i’m stating, but look at the females and how they portray ’em, like

(let him hold you let him touch you there)

hold the cheese i cut it and give it to you raw
ya contracept, it won’t protect the concemation of my clause

that my lauryns and my missys and my lytes is all gone
that the formula i’m to fit results in looks of ill charm
oh nah, never that conformity is for the lost
and impostering is somethin that i rarely came across

‘cuz a duplicate i’m not and i refuse to wear the card
of a joker big or small when this here’s my king of hearts
don’t put it before my god, you trippin if that’s the thought
but this gift he gave the world, i won’t watch it fall apart

get on my soap box donnie mac and take a stand
somebodys gotta do it, and they ain’t gotta be a man

so through the wire, through the pain, through the fire and the flame
gotta make sure i’m the same and can still (hold you down)

since i’m around you hear me
i’m turning down these positions
from these chumps that want the real to dissapear to oblivion

i ain’t down with the world i ain of it it isn’t mine
but that don’t stop the way i spit and i deliver every line

you don’t like me, it don’t matter, that ain’t none of my concern
long as you get the lesson learned, i won’t count it to be disturbed

no time to perturbed, ‘cuz its honorable at best
opinions turn into hate when you just trying to express

the underlying thought of why you thinkin’ what you think
if more people had opinions, we could get a sense of peace

or a sense of honesty, ‘cuz we wrapped up in some lies
we don’t take the time to think, so we lookin dumb surprised

if this a form of influence then why wouldn’t i do it
that’s like nike without the check, the whole campaign is ruined

that’s like spike without the knicks, that line isn’t congruent
jus like the method i’m using and censoring how i use it/

i’d rather throw it in ya face and get rid of the subliminals
‘cuz that method is stupid and borderlinss on the criminal

take it or leave it and walk the trail of a seminole
or shatter ya pride and fall in love with the plentiful

my expression is key, and monetizings corrupt
you don’t wanna make money? i don’t do it just ‘cuz

so what you saying? hip hop is the thing you down for
i’m sayin, i’m cleaning up a beautuful polluted art form
where expression has changed to gettin dimes as the norm
and these nickels and penny’s is now the things we adore

that’s counterfeit living, you bouncing checks wit’ ya writtens
tryna’ find ya way up, like the career of miss givens
low ballin it’s not, -n-logies i just spit ’em
tryna give the normal way we do these things a good riddance

‘cuz the way that’s it goin, these kids be dumber than dumber
if we concentrate on pockets and increasing some numbers

i hold it down for these yungins, to give ’em somethin’ from nothin’
before the system corrupts ’em with the cl!ck of a b-tton

hold it down for the ones that’s helping dodge all these darts
so don’t criticize the art, unless you playin’ ya part
(made you look comes in)

- mychelle lee

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