Brand Nubian - Hold On Lyrics
[starr]Ill keep, holding onIll keep, holding on![lord jamar]Young black male, twenty-five years of ageMany-a-lives didnt survive to this stageCause the rage of another brother got him poppedShot him and he dropped, like a beanbagMean mother*****er with a rag and some jeans that sagThey signify your death by crossin out your tagThen they go and brag that they took another lifeNever to think, do a brother got a mother and a wife?Trife when a nigga do the work of the klanThats what youre doin when you ruin the life of a black manAttack plan on selfThe mans got the family jewels, so I guess were buryin wealthAll because weve been taught to despise whats blackOpen your eyes you oughta realize the factThat youve been gettin used like a trickYou think youre mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sickSee you were fed thick pieces of swine as a babyIt only help to drive your mind crazyNow your blind days be overNo more standin on line, tryin to find jehovahLet us rewind to a time we was right and justNowadays we just fight and bustOne another in the back over crack, a carjackWill get you killed, watch the blood get spilledTo the scale, then watch how fast they build the jailNow they got you holdin on to a cell, well...[starr]Ill keep, holdin onIll keep, holdin on!!Ill keep, holdin onIll keep, holdin on!![sadat x]Why it gotta be me b? I just came to chillCame to see the flicks, nuttin more nuttin lessTry to show love even on a bad dayI roll up, Im never hold up, the l is swoll upThe beef in the mind is definitely a winnerOh thats that rappin nigga, I thought he was much biggerDo you know this girl named nah b I dont know nothinDid that name-game shit right from the go getShorty want an autograph, can I sign it at the endOh I think Im all of that now, so now its ***** brand nubianShould I call you a *****, or should I maintain?Im just here with my lady, and you came witcha manThis would force him to front, and Im sure he dont want itOver some old bullshit, when Im quick to pull shitLive dad, everything is everythingI got a lotta shit to do I cant afford to catch a chargeIm a product of the streets, and I couldnt make no peaceAll the real hard shit I know, is on the down lowStraight for real estate, on a scale I place your fateNow ima let you skate, you was a little weededAnd I seen you dont need itSo hold on with your bad self...[starr]Ill keep, holdin onIll keep, holdin on!!I gotta hold on!Ill keep, holdin onMy word is bond, I gotta be strongIll keep, holdin on!!And keep holdin on, yeahYa see lifes gettin rough but I gotta hold onAll these little suckers want me aloneYeah, yeah, yeahhh!!Ya see lifes gettin rough but I gotta hold onAll these little suckers want me aloneYeah, they want me aloneYeah, yeah yeahBut I gotta hold onBecause my word is bonAnd its on and on, on and on, on and onOn ya...I gotta hold onYeah yeah yeahhhh yeah yeahhh yeahhhOhhhhh yeahh yeahh yeahYeahh!*fades*
