Hold It Down - Black Milk

Yea, I’m on my detroit shit

Navy blue baseball detroit fit

Fit with olde english d' stitch

Chain hang swing all the way down to my dick

Had a chick got addicted to my dick

Mouth music when I drive whip in the whip

Champagne bottles and at mist

Gettin more tips

Everytime I take more sips

While he’s gettin more wild

Than the shit on 7 mile

Where the bullets won’t miss

See me wit a dime-piece miss

On the low freak kips

With them angelina jolie lips

But theres more to life than my hoes

And clothes and what I drove in

And I know this

Should I try to get the attention

Of the teenage 106 in crowd or spit

That lyrical underground shit

That fans wanna hear or should I try to make more hits

Tell me what would make more sense

More hits means more chips

Back to what I was saying

I was saying its a celebration

In the makin I’m makin more wins

Y’all niggas lost like Clay Aikens

Lost on the television station

I’m goin for the top and all

Can’t stop it

When my hands reach for the stars like a rocket

Being this good when my rappin style is normal

Like the hood with black and mild’s

When I start blackin out

Black make other rappers

Not wanna let their raps come out

Yo, your small to me

I’m large on a larger screen

Like movie screens with a horror scene

I spit that cinema and no one

Similar to my cinematography

I ought be fast with the heat

What you call a sprint is a jog to me

Now break it down

I’m best that you ever found

Turn it loud

Make em move the crowd

Tell the bartender another round

I’mma show you how to hold it down

Aiyyo, the bigger they are, the harder they fall

Lord knows black is a modern day mon

Stuff when it comes to the stuff I’m on

Tell em catch up or i’ll be gone

Yea rhyme takin the high rise again

And highs where the skyline begins

I, word of flow thats how the totem pole

Should be in the rap mags

Notes and quoteables

Notice that I’m over with the flow

State to state mobile like motorhomes

In the spot better get your main piece

Believe me I leave with your main squeeze

Clubs stay rock and rest know

Hands up like a bank robber says so

Guess so, guess the best flow

Next to just blow

Yep so lets go yes

I’m best that you ever found

Turn it loud

Make em move the crown

Tell the bartender another round

I’mma SHOW YOU HOW TO HOLD IT DOWN