Hold Tight

Hold tight, this is the last time you hear me
 I'm out now, this is the last time to cheer me
 Niggas in the game is getting too slimy
 Liable to make this peace brother turn grimy
 I'm a leave it in the hands of the Slum now
 Take it away from where it comes from now
 A lot of you cats in the music business
 Shiftless, I'll put you on the shit list
 Did your intuition say to shit on me?
 I'm a just flip your ears, yo you hear me b?
 D'Angelo play your piano
 Jay Dee flip another beat for me
 Hold tight with Baatin and my nigga T3
 Busta Bus, watch out for who you trust
 Ali Shaheed, it's your blood that I bleed
 Yes, Phife, for you I will give my life
 It's the Umma shit fo real till there's no more light
 All you foul motherfuckers change your wrong to right
 Make sure y'all bring your music to the area flight
 Hold tight
 Hold tight... Hold tight get ya ass back what ya did, yo
 Hold tight the SV what ya did, yo
 Hold tight you don't pay attention man
 That's why your money is the size of your attention span
 Yo there's something I gotta mention, damn
 Who the fuck is this sitting in my session man?
 This is my project, ho, on some MC Shan
 Not yours, what's your intentions man
 Probably bootlegging my tape at a concession stand
 What the fuck, niggas never learn their lesson, man
 I try my best not to hold the Smith & Wesson, man
 But I gotta hold something cause niggas test you man
 Anyway yo keep it moving keep the questions and
 Maybe I can bless you with the test presses man
 Until then, hold tight
 Guess who's making this cheese this cash this dust
 So much cash in my hand that I got paper cuts
 I'm trying to become a winner trying to get with us
 That's one of the reasons I had to fuck you up
 I caught you people at my window trying see what I'm doing
 So I pulled out the 45 and commenced to start shooting (see ya)
 See I miss with every dilla cause young were keeping it moving
 Now that's some root news and now watch what you're doing
 So hold tight
 You don't understand
 I've been doing this shit since Duran Duran
 Now I'm a make some more paper cash, God damn
 I'm outta this, cause you don't appreciate
 I step up in the place trying to cultivate
 You sipping on your tanqueray whilst we levitate
 You ain't got no reason to celebrate
 You caught up in my trap, sealing your fate
 Never was it once you co-operate
 Was last you just self destruct inside your hate
 I hope you're feeling better now
 Hold tight to my rhyme, nigga don't cry
 It's alright you can move at your own pace
 Altogether now
 Hold tight