Slum Village – Hold Tight (feat. Q-Tip) (Lost Remix)

Did your intuition say to shit on me?
I’m outta this, cause you don’t appreciate
This is my project, ho, on some MC Shan
Not yours, what’s your intentions man
You ain’t got no reason to celebrate
Hold tight you don’t pay attention man
Never was it once you co-operate
I’mma just flip your ears, yo you hear me b?

So hold tight
Hold tight with Baatin and my nigga T3
Maybe I can bless you with the test presses man
You don’t understand
D’Angelo play your piano
Anyway yo keep it moving keep the questions and
Hold tight
Jay Dee flip another beat for me
I try my best not to hold the Smith & Wesson, man
Altogether now
I’m trying to become a winner trying to get with us

[Verse 2: Dilla]
[Verse 4: Baatin]
[Verse 3: T3]
I caught you people at my window trying see what I’m doing
Hold tight, this is the last time you hear me
Busta Bus, watch out for who you trust
What the fuck, niggas never learn their lesson, man
Shiftless, I’ll put you on the shit list
I step up in the place trying to cultivate
Yes, Phife, for you I will give my life
Its alright you can move at your own pace
So much cash in my hand that I got paper cuts
I’m out now, this is the last time to cheer me
I hope you’re feeling better now
It’s The Ummah shit fo real till there’s no more light
Now I’mma make some more paper cash, god damn
Was last you just self destruct inside your hate
Hold tight
So I pulled out the 45 and commenced to start shooting (see ya)
Ali Shaheed, it’s your blood that I bleed
All you foul motherfuckers change your wrong to right

Now that’s some root news and now watch what you’re doing
You caught up in my trap, sealing your fate
I’mma leave it in the hands of the Slum now

Until then, hold tight
That’s why your money is the size of your attention span
[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
See I miss with every dilla cause young were keeping it moving
Niggas in the game is getting too slimy
Hold tight to my rhyme, nigga don’t cry
I’ve been doing this shit since Duran Duran
Liable to make this peace brother turn grimy
Hold tight… [repeat]

[repeat] Hold tight…
Probably bootlegging my tape at a concession stand
[repeat] Hold tight…
Hold tight the SV what ya did, yo
Who the fuck is this sitting in my session man?

Yo there’s something I gotta mention, damn
That’s one of the reasons I had to fuck you up
You sipping on your tanqueray whilst we levitate
A lot of you cats in the music business
Take it away from where it comes from now
But I gotta hold something cause niggas test you man
Make sure y’all bring your music to the area flight
Hold tight get ya ass back what ya did, yo
Guess who’s making this cheese this cash this dust