Hold It Down

The Tonic
Written by John K. Wells
Produced by Lee Jerkins
Recorded by Gordon (The Studio, Phila., Pa)
Mixed by Storm (The Studio, Phila., Pa)
Cross Movement Music & Publishing (SESAC)

Verse 1: This thing is fatal Long before the cradle While prenatal Sin seeped in through your navel None escape the curse cause none escape the verse (“But we got”) Cheese!... Please put away the purse Cause there’s a thief coming to pull off a heist Appraise your life and smash up your ice How bad can it get? Well, you gonna throw a fit when all your Bling! Bling! turns to psst, psst! (Note: Psst= nothing. This is not a substitution for anything else) All your shine will be snuffed all your Plat. will turn rust but what do you do when life’s a must Is what your screaming but your meaning is leaning cause that would make your existence no different than a demon Cause though we too were condemned, each man now has a choice to choose Christ and rep with more than your voice Cause just what is it that you’re really telling me, when you say you love God but live the life of Be-elzee? Even demons tried to say, “Son of God, what up?” Jesus would turn ice grill and say, “Shut up!” How you gonna try and praise the Most High, when you know your native tongue is a lie So if you say you see life through the eye of Minolta Picture what Christ condemns in our culture Peep the clear picture It’s a muddy mixture How is a Celtic gonna play 76’er? We need elixir, when the trickster seems Royal Yall, McDonalds don’t serve flame broil If your truly lost, but now found If He’s truly lifted up, hold it down Chorus: You try to show’em day from night (They’re like, “What!”) You try to tell’em wrong from right You say yo live the life, That’s why we gotta hold it down You tell’em righteousness is tight (They’re like, “What!”) You tell’em to walk in the Light Praise God when you get your Mic That’s why we gotta hold it down In front of rich men and Ceasars (Hold it down) When everybody’s screaming Jesus Even if they ain’t believers

Verse 2: And this ain’t vendetta Love is better we just saying if it’s real you can smell (the) leather (like) Niagara=Falls vapor action=Halls and true Lemonheads tighten up jaws We talking Cause and Effect,or called and elect Which means when Christ chose you You lose the choice to select Whether or not You think righteous living is hot When heavenly minded It’s the only choice you got It’s getting late, every soldier got to carry his weight Yo, we contending for the faith Baby Boy And you to Sis, If you chose to enlist In His Salvation Army then it goes like this Because of the sacrificial bleeder We follow the leader feed the soul and starve the Saturday night fever Either give a committed pound and bring your sword Or side with this world, name your Lord! Cause the True God don’t need an upgrade like your Pentium Why change His whole steez to meet the needs of this millennium? He won’t and you can’t, So like the deer pants If you thirst after God, Then raise up those hands Our God has got plans, Much different from man’s So either choose His, Or be down with Satan’s But you can’t love both, believe me you’ll choke taking deep breaths in Heaven, While inhaling hell smoke Both wheat and both tare Grow up together right here And we can’t separate And that Christ made clear But he also gave Truth, To let us see Duke You can hide behind lies, But can’t hide fruit So if you headed Uptown, And like how this sounds Then keep them hands up, For a sign that your down If you were once lost , But now your once found Then All God’s people, Gotta (or Say) “Hold it down!” Repeat Chorus