Hold up
Tha 12 Disciples Of S.C.R.E.W. Lyrics
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In "Hold Up," Tha 12 Disciples Of S.C.R.E.W. convey a message of ambition and determination. The lyrics are blunt and straightforward, suggesting a sense of urgency and impatience. The opening lines state that the rapper has no time for "silly niggas," and that he is going to make millions faster than anyone could imagine. This indicates a strong desire to succeed, and a belief in his ability to achieve his goals.
Throughout the song, the lyrics suggest a sense of defiance in the face of adversity. The rapper appears to be surrounded by jealous and hostile individuals who are trying to bring him down, but he remains focused and confident in his abilities. He declares that he is coming from the bottom, and that his only goal is to reach higher and become successful. The strong and uncompromising message of the lyrics conveys a sense of resilience and determination that is both inspiring and empowering.
Overall, "Hold Up" represents the type of rap music that is focused on accomplishment and success. The lyrics speak to the struggles and challenges of pursuing success, but also offer a message of hope and inspiration for those who are determined to succeed.
Line by Line Meaning
I got no time for silly niggas cause ya'll can feel me nigga
I don't have time for foolish people who don't understand me.
I'ma make a milli much quicker than ya could ever figure.
I'm going to make a million dollars faster than you could ever imagine.
What the deal? Ya'll don't feel how I feel,
What's going on? You don't understand how I feel.
I keep it real when I see the tow mil in U.S. bills.
I stay true to myself when I see two million dollars in U.S. currency.
Jealous niggas try to shoot rocks, but what they got?
Envious people try to criticize, but what do they have to show for it?
E-Town drops jewels non-stop, wait till the album drops.
We constantly provide great content, just wait until the album is released.
Niggas gonna be riding cock, and watch us knock their team off the top.
Others will follow our lead while we overthrow their top performers.
Shut the fuck up, I grew up the fuckin' hard way.
Be quiet, I had a difficult upbringing.
Where niggas don't play. Time to get mine become a star, shine, get paid.
I come from a place where people don't mess around. It's time to work hard, stand out, and earn money.
You got nothin' to say comin' from the top cause you got no desire.
You have no words to offer because you lack ambition.
I'm comin' from the bottom, and all I want to do is reach higher and higher.
I come from a humble beginning, but I strive to achieve more and more.
Get your weight up son, hold up, before you get your side sprayed up son.
Improve yourself and slow down before you get in trouble.
Hold up, my whole team is getting paid up front.
Wait just a moment, my entire team is receiving payment upfront.
Hold up, you best hold your tongue, cause I ain't the one to fuck with.
Wait a moment, you better be quiet because I'm not one to argue with.
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: ANTHONY MARTINI, DAVID MONDRAGON, ERIC DENAULT, TED PANAGOPOULOS
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