Pop Da Brown Hornet - Hold Ground Lyrics
[delouie avant jr.]This is the part, we shake the chartsAnd rock the peopleShake the ground[pop da brown hornet]Brakes ya self for the one two punchI hit ya so hard, I make ya cough up ya lungsYou should of never tried to confront thisTop notch lyricist, with that foolishnessI come with the uncontrollable, untamableSometimes Im feeling just like a wild animalSeek and destroy any fake b-boyLet him say what he gotta say, and then rap his ass awayI do things the old fashionYou can come high tech, my shit still stays smashinAnd overwhelmin, ever since I came out, ya click start rebellinWord up, see, they taste the truth and the juiceThe joints grain produceKeep girlies, movin in they hip hop bootsRap extraordinaire, who keepin shit tighter than micsNot just hooks and uppercuts, I bring it straight down the pipeThru the unpredictable, be ya shit and criticalI predict pain inflicted or mr. pitifulSo get em diced to the high rollerGet a call and send my seed to the microphone controllerWatch me do damage, bring ya favorite mcI take advantage, and pin his ass straight to the canvasI want it all, even though I cant have itI guess that makes me an addict, who cant kick the habitatHip hop keep me on high, I love itI gotta confess, spark the lahChorus: delouie avant jr.Hold ground, to my people in the streetHold groundHold ground, cuz shit is gettin deepHold ground[no smiles]Hold ground, while I take you to on another levelMoves are made without the devilHow can I get to you, should I fly like r. kellyPut it in ya mouth like akinyeleI cant provoke it, when I contemplateWait for souls, and read these scrolls that I makeSay and word to gets me, every day demons want to get meCant stop what they cant see, when I glide like a frisbeeMovin thru ya window like a breezeBank accounts, needed over seas, so I can gravel as I pleaseTotal shutdown, total failureFreeze that thought, let it run thru ya mind for dead mcsCan you make it to 2 gsWatch ya soul, because everybody bleedsAnd thats real, dont force itSee even on a sunny side its shady, the hold grounds shaking[pop da brown hornet]Im gettin like an arch rival, they think Im after they title***** it, think they keep it, Im still gonna freak itExplode like a firework, and make the party jerkSo my man can get his dick up out the dirtIts all about a good time, thats why I like the rhyme nastyGet an oil massage and ***** till Im ashyThought he had me beat, just because he passed meIm too crafty, quick to say ya like to keep it shaftyIn and out the cut, in and out the butt, what?I dont give a *****, you can bring it if you wannaIm already backed up in the cornerHads about enough and I cant stands it no longerWatered down mcs, Im applyin the freezeHow the ***** ya gonna live in sub zero degreesYou know, you knowHow you gonna survive? , come on, how you gonna survive?Chorus 2x[delouie avant jr.]This is the part, we shake the chartsAnd rock the peopleThis is the part, we shake the chartsAnd rock the peopleThis is the, this isThis is, this isThis is, this is theCant stop, cant stopCant stopHold groundThis is the part, hold groundThis is the, hold groundTo my people in the street hold groundShake the groundHold ground, cuz shit is gettin deepHold groundShake the groundThis is the partThis is the part, we
