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Ellis Hall III - Never Hold Back (feat. Method Man & Saukrates) Lyrics




Gilla House muthaf*cka, Gilla House
Gilla House muthaf*cka, 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, E3
I'm on the grind (can't wait to shine) f*ck that

I pull your blinds catch you f'ing with mines
Now go head, I got no time (hate to be wastin' time)
Muthaf*cka know the name
And know that I ain't feelin' ya'll lames like Novocain
Ain't no way you can (stop the train) bitch
Or the conductor of the track muthaf*cka, 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 (Lock the chain) know your lane
F*ck cocaine, sniff gun powder blow your brains
Off the map the (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 tryin'a 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

(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)

Yo, yo
On the edge (And left for dead) but I've 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, eat a dick (can't f*ck 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 at 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 on

(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)

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*ckin' house, come on
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Gilla House muthaf*cka, Gilla House
Gilla House muthaf*cka, 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, E3
I'm on the grind (can't wait to shine) f*ck that

I pull your blinds catch you f'ing with mines
Now go head, I got no time (hate to be wastin' time)
Muthaf*cka know the name
And know that I ain't feelin' ya'll lames like Novocain
Ain't no way you can (stop the train) bitch
Or the conductor of the track muthaf*cka, 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 (Lock the chain) know your lane
F*ck cocaine, sniff gun powder blow your brains
Off the map the (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 tryin'a 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

(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)

Yo, yo
On the edge (And left for dead) but I've 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, eat a dick (can't f*ck 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 at 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 on

(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
(Niggaz never seen it this raw)
But nothing's gonna hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog)
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live your life
(A nigga gotta get this dough)

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*ckin' house, come on
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Writer: Ellis Hall III
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