Never Hold Back (Album Version|Explicit)

Never Hold Back (Album Version|Explicit) - Method Man/Saukrates/E-3

Written by：Clifford Smith/Karl Amani Wailoo/E. Hall

Cool okay I'mma let ya'll take it on

Your own right now

Why don't you 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 muthaf**ka gilla house

Gilla house muthaf**ka gilla house

Yeah another def Jam

Where we don't make stars

We just sign 'em uh huh

That's what's up big sox

I'm on the grind can't wait to shine

F**k that I pull your blinds catch

You f'ing with mines no go 'head

I got no time hate to be wastin' time

Muthaf**ka know the name

And know that I ain't feelin'

Ya'll lames like novacaine

Ain't no way you can stop

The train or the conductor

Of the track muthaf**ka that's

E3 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 thangs

Live together and pop the chain know your lane

F**k c**e 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'

Ya'll try'nna 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

One's come on

N**gaz 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

N**ga gotta get this dough

I just wanna live my life

N**ga 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 broad

This is it I'm stuck with ya'll and ya'll stuck with me

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

And the kid can't f**k with ya'll '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 b**ch

Then you go to court and

She take half your sh*t come on

N**gaz 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

N**ga gotta get this dough

I just wanna live my life

N**ga gotta get this dough

Live your life

N**gaz 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

N**ga gotta get this dough

I just wanna live my life

N**ga gotta get this dough

My life your life yeah Mr Meth big John Studd yo

Ya'll 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 muthaf**kin' house

Come on