Who Sang Alright? Das EFX

Das EFX Hold It Down cover art
Release information
Release Date: 1995-9-26
Genre: Hip Hop
length: 4:25
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright

No doubt
Aha, see what you want baby?
Check it out! One-two for my peeps like this, check it out

To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
'Cause mad *****'s throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk *****, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?)
til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (*****)
Be doin' my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha)
Some say I got too much posse like Flavor Flav
Books in reverse, the worst ***** out the clique (what?)
Ci-lo Satan when I hit you with the triple six
Your **** be stressin' it's lessin', I'm flexin' with the adjectives
Shittin' on emcees like I just took a laxative
Now *****s know I gives a **** about ya crew
You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
Between nevers and Atlantis, I kicks a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet
Like this, boy!

Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright

Well uh, one-two, comin' through next
***** Krazy Drayzie representin' Das EFX
Stompin' wit my crew comin' through your projects
Bring ya from the east so **** the peace so if you spot us
You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa)
You're makin' dollars overseas (uh), ***** please (uh)
Squeeze these 'cause we're gettin' paid by the G's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin' up your ****in' spot (no doubt)
'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the nicest but Jesus Christ this
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices
My advice is you better learn a trade
Before you kick a rhyme and end up ****in' gettin' sprayed
I keep you open like you're ****in' sessin' me
You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
'Cause justa me, the K-to-R-A-Z-Y
Use to rock Fila, bettin' like I'm Eli
With Houston your style in need of boostin'
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin'
I put my dues in so you know it's only right
I gots ta hold it down so all my *****s hold tight (hold tight *****)

Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright

To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick
My rappin' antics'll keep 'em runnin' fran-tic
The **** the man kick'll make ya ****in' *** sick
I bring you from the pit and never quit 'cause it's the Krazy
Poppin' all this **** 'cause his rhymers don't amaze me
It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it
I make it by the bucket so **** it, I stock it
It's just for safe keepin' so when I'm sleepin' I sleep safe
I'm comin' with my Timbs in ya face (************)
Back in the place I'm gettin' stupid in ya sector
I be the Krazy Drayzie, ***** check the way I wreck
****in' flow to final, mother **** the title
My ***** DJ Dice is on the vinyl (************)
That's my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
I bring it from the sewer , here my ***** come again

The Books in reverse kicks a verse
I'm takin' it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I pursuit
To stomp an MC like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
I bring swing to the ring like Luke Doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, Pop Duke he rip a cougar
For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in
Amazin' and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? Never son, I hold it down for 7-1-A
Where *****s **** around and where *****s lay
Ain't nuttin' slim, I got game like Tim Hardaway
Fouls like the proudest so I'm labbin in RCA
Aw ****, I got you buggin', flippin' that **** that you lovin'
Plus I got another back in the oven
Some heard the style and then construction on it
But they just touching on it, ***** *** *****s ain't got nuttin' for it
C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya spot
I rock like that bald-headed ***** on Fox
(So how we do?) No shorts from *****s or they ****in' girl and (what you got?)
More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
'Cause everything gon' be aight! (No doubt)

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Alright, alright, alright, alright

CD 1
  • 1 Intro (Once Again)
  • 2 No Diggedy
  • 3 Knockin’ Niggaz Off
  • 4 Here We Go
  • 5 Real Hip‐Hop (original version)
  • 6 Here It Is
  • 7 Microphone Master
  • 8 40 & A Blunt
  • 9 Buck‐Buck
  • 10 Intro
  • 11 Can’t Have Nuttin’
  • 12 Alright
  • 13 Hold It Down
  • 14 Dedicated
  • 15 Ready to Rock Rough Rhymes
  • 16 Represent the Real
  • 17 Comin’ Thru
  • 18 Hardcore Rap Act
  • 19 Bad News
  • 20 Real Hip‐Hop (Pete Rock remix)