Can't Hold It Back
Written by: Michael Turner & Christopher Portugal
[Thes One:]
In fame, we don't lust, in funk, we do trust
The critics dissed us, the crowd kept clapping
[Spoken sample:] Can't hold it back, I…
[Double K:] …living, loving life
Pouring liquor for my buddies, we the rulers of the night
Father Time can't stop me, and the Eighties, I copied
Joseph and D, now it's the capital P
Living life like no tomorrow with my O.G. pass
What's the task? I'll take it, on the breakbeats, breakin'
[Spoken sample:] Can't hold it back…
[Double K:] Only a few have seen me sober
Loved ones and all, we do it Off The Wall
Eight albums for the stunner like "What, my nig?!"
The P is a bid with no chance for parole
And when we hit the stage, we bust out swole
We do it for the half, man, do it for the whole
Do it for Mike Turner and Chris Portugal
We a brand, my man, and some cram to understand
From hanging out with Chuck D to taking shrooms in Japan
We march to our own drumbeat, discreet street poet
Only give it to the ones who got our back, y'all knowing
We never give it up unless it's the funk or respect
Where it's due, this going out to my West L.A. crew
Who smoke the boo and boogaloo… With Regards, The P Crew
[Thes One:] Your fame, we don't lust
[Both:] The funk, we do trust
[Thes One:]The critics dissed us
[Both:] But the crowd kept clapping
[Thes One:] The fame, we don't lust
[Both:] The funk, we do trust
[Thes One:]The labels dissed us
[Both:] But the crowd kept clapping
[Thes One:] In fame, we don't lust
[Both:] The funk, we do trust
[Thes One:]The radio dissed us
[Both:] But the crowd kept clapping
[Thes One:] In fame, we don't lust
[Both:] The funk, we do trust
[Thes One:] That label dissed us
[Both:] But the crowd kept clapping
[Spoken sample:] Can't hold it back, I…
[Thes One:] I'm forced to smile, city lights twinkle
In the setting sun sets across the square miles
I turn from the window in a thoughtful pose
No shame in a little fame, laying out my clothes
Gin from the minibar, new pillows on the bed
I look around and try to lock this moment in my head
How feeling like you can't be stopped when you're near the top
A job from a hobby, now drinks in the lobby
We'll let the valet rally up the coupes for the troops
Rolling windows down with the sound bangin' out the sunroof
It must be a dream, I wake up in a cold sweat
'Cause sampling "Cold Sweat" couldn't cut cold checks, could it?
If so, then me and Mike was like a lightning strike
Crashing down to Earth, loud sparks lighting up the night
There will never be another in the same place and time
I raise a toast to the fans online and in line
And at the shows, and there before because it's sold out
But we don't hold out, hold back or re-route
So tonight, I'm opening the tab, it's on me
From a soft chair, watch the stars twinkle on the sea
A menu for the eating, moments fleeting, but it's beautiful
'Cause life is beautiful, the People keep the music dutiful
[Double K:] But the crowd kept clapping… (scratched and repeated)
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This track appears on the following releases:
- Highlighter (2011) (CD & LP) - PUTS Records (PUTS 7002)
