All night anthem Ain't never gonna leave your head Ain't nobody goin' to bed 'Til the drinks go down And the sun comes up The rhythm's gonna hold you for ransom It's an all night anthem This ain't about who's got money And ain't about what kind of car

Don't let it fall away No longer hold them down It's come down through the ages This gift down through the ages Forsaken few to live with nothing Belief is true we all just torch them Give me strength to resist what my fathers bought Fight for the scars

Leaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists

Hey, let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter Promises are sweet We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up I only wish that I could hear you whisper down Mister fisherman,

The {"Gangsta boogie"}, the {"gangsta boogie!"} (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangsta rap The place of danger where Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killas And them niggas hold it down like black guerillas, where

Hold your horses now (We sleep until the sun goes down) Through the woods we ran (Deep into the mountain sound) Through the woods we ran We sleep until the sun goes down I heard them calling in the distance So I packed my things and ran Far away from all

Focus on me Focus on me (focus) Focus on me (focus on me) Let's find a light inside our universe now Where ain't nobody keep on holding us down Just come and get it let them say what they say 'Cause I'm about to put them all away I know what I came to do

Every hood we go through All the gangsters around know my whole crew We hold it down like we 'sposed to Nigga you can front if you want, we be poppin them thangs After the VMA's my baby momma cussed my ass out I kicked her ass, we back friends like Puffy

I need a hammer, a hammer, a hammer, a hammer To hammer them down I need a rammer, a rammer, a rammer, a rammer To ram them down Won't let go To rama them down They just keep holdin' me