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Never Hold Back

{Cool, okay, I'm a let y'all take it on your own, right now

Why don't y'all do me a favor

What?

Tell me a joke

Why did the chicken cross the road?

To get five dollars from her baby daddy

You got that, we gon' roll with that right there, aight then}Gilla house, muthafucka, Gilla house

Gilla house, muthafucka, Gilla house

Yeah, another Def Jam, but we don't make stars

We just sign 'em, uh huh, that's what's up, Big SoxI'm on the grind, can't wait to shine

Fuck that, I pull your blinds, catch you F'in' with mines, no go 'head

I got no time, hate to be wastin' time

Muthafucka know the name

And know that I ain't feelin' y'all lames, like Novacaine

Ain't no way you can stop the train or the conductor

Of the track, muthafucka, that's E 3, my love for the game

It's just not the same, unless it's Gilla house

And Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangsLive together and pop the chain, know your lane

Fuck cocaine, stick up, 'bout to blow your brains off the map

The flame is back, it's the amazing

J-blazin' grapes of wrath turn to raisin'

What part of the game is that? We not playin'

Y'all tryna raise the price at the door, we not payin'

So watcha, watcha want? You kids are slum

And son got knuckles in his Air Force Ones, come onNiggaz never seen it this raw

(But nothing's gonna hold me back)

Keep the heat up by the big dog

(But I don't wanna hold you back)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(I just wanna live my life)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(Live your life)Yo, yo, on the air, thought you dead? But I returned

To give you what you waited four years, now to burn

Hold your head and know your ledge, your life flash by

Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high

Method Man, Method Man, man whoa, like Black Rob, go

Catch me in the West Wing, I might "Rob Lowe"

Yes, I can, yes, I can, can, tap your jaw

And tell whatever chick that I'm with, slap your broadThis is it, I'm stuck with y'all and y'all stuck with me

In the lap of luxury, where the hell's, cut for free?

And the kid can't fuck with y'all, 'til I got a tree

On some new property, at my new pot to pee, have mercy

Mercy me, things ain't what they used to

Soon as you get your shot on the top, somebody shoot ya

These rhymes, ain't nursery, life's a bitch

Then you go to court, and she take half your shit, come onNiggaz never seen it this raw

(But nothing's gonna hold me back)

Keep the heat up by the big dog

(But I don't wanna hold you back)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(I just wanna live my life)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(Live your life)(But nothing's gonna hold me back)

Keep the heat up by the big dog

(But I don't wanna hold you back)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(I just wanna live my life)

A nigga gotta get this dough

(Live your life)Live my life, my life, your life, yeah, Mr. Meth, Big John Studd, yo

Y'all know how I do it, screw it, all day, everyday

You know what I'm sayin'? Stinkin', drinkin' and fightin' crime

Staten Island, stand up, we in the muthafuckin' house

Come on!

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