Hold On

[Chorus: Starr]

I'll keep, holding on

I'll keep, holding on!

[Lord Jamar]

Young black male, twenty-five years of age

Many-a-lives didn't survive to this stage

Cause the rage of another brother got him popped

Shot him and he dropped, like a beanbag

Mean motherfucker with a rag and some jeans that sag

They signify your death by crossin out your tag

Then they go and brag that they took another life

Never to think, do a brother got a mother and a wife?

Shit is trife when a nigga do the work of the Klan

That's what you're doin when you ruin the life of a black man

Attack plan on self

The man's got the family jewels, so I guess we're buryin wealth

All because we've been taught to despise what's black

Open your eyes you oughta realize the fact

That you've been gettin used like a trick

You think you're mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sick

See you were fed thick pieces of swine as a baby

It only help to drive your mind crazy

Now your blind days be over

No more standin on line, tryin to find Jehovah

Let us rewind to a time we was right and just

Nowadays we just fight and bust

One another in the back over crack, a carjack

Will get you killed, watch the blood get spilled

To the scale, then watch how fast they build the jail

Now they got you holdin on to a cell, well...

[Chorus: Starr]

I'll keep, holdin on

I'll keep, holdin on!!

I'll keep, holdin on

I'll keep, holdin on!!

[Sadat X]

Why it gotta be me B? I just came to chill

Came to see the flicks, nuttin more nuttin less

Try to show love even on a bad day

I roll up, I'm never hold up, the L is swoll up

The beef in the mind is definitely a winner

Oh that's that rappin nigga, I thought he was much bigger

Do you know this girl named nah B I don't know nothin

Did that name-game shit right from the go get

Shorty want an autograph, can I sign it at the end

Oh I think I'm all of that now, so now it's fuck Brand Nubian

Should I call you a bitch, or should I maintain?

I'm just here with my lady, and you came witcha man

This would force him to front, and I'm sure he don't want it

Over some old bullshit, when I'm quick to pull shit

Live dad, everything is everything

I got a lotta shit to do I can't afford to catch a charge

I'm a product of the streets, and I couldn't make no peace

All the real hard niggas I know is on the down low

Straight for real estate, on a scale I place your fate

Now I'mma let you skate, you was a little weeded

And I seen you don't need it

So hold on with your bad self...

[Chorus: Starr]

I'll keep, holdin on

I'll keep, holdin on!!

I gotta hold on!

I'll keep, holdin on

My word is bond, I gotta be strong

I'll keep, holdin on!!

And keep holdin on, yeah

Ya see life's gettin rough but I gotta hold on

All these little suckers want me alone

Yeah, yeah, yeahhh!!

Ya see life's gettin rough but I gotta hold on

All these little suckers want me alone

Yeah, they want me alone

Yeah, yeah yeah

But I gotta hold on

Because my word is bond

And it's on and on, on and on, on and on

On ya...

I gotta hold on

Yeah yeah yeahhhh yeah yeahhh yeahhh

Ohhhhh yeahh yeahh yeah

Yeahh!

*fades*