DJ Parker Lee - Hold On lyrics

[Hold On, Hold On, Hold On, Hold On] This is a tribute To the playas who get loot And all my peoples out there on the street, tryin' to eat Make money, take money, that's the hustla's hymn Got chu runnin' thru these ghetto streets scuffin' ur Tims And it don't stop Til somebody calls the cops When the ball drops I'mma snatch all the props For all my brotha's in the struggle Who learned to juggle Jus be strong, and live long, you know I love you Crime pays But we need to news ways to maintain Cuz when I see you fall I feel the same pain Like when they had you in the penile You did ur time, ur free now We bound to keep it real, until we old and senile I got a fly scheme, to multiple my cream Put a solider on my team, like my brother Raheem Will organize, a enterprise and represent one time So my crew could succeed and my seeds will see sunshine We came from nuttin', they kept cuttin' down my family tree You'll understand why, we don't plan to die and strive to be free Now hold on, hold on, hold on, my peoples hold on, hold on Be strong Hold on, my peoples hold on Yo it's all the same, in the Hall of Fame I just want to be ready when he calls my name This material, world, is a ball and chain Live your life righteous or it's all in vain It's all the same, in the Hall of Fame I just want to be ready when he calls my name This material, world, is a ball and chain Live your life righteous or it's all in vain Now, hold on This world got me stressed, though I know I'm blessed I'll probably feel safer wit the nine and a steel vest I run wit the unafraid, who wanna get paid By any means, even if it means, guns gettin' sprayed And drug raids, and other thugs laid to rest He died trife, somebody told me life's, a test Some pa** wit flyin' colors, while others drop out Some never got a chance, got knocked out The box, and ghetto blocks, is trife And we live by the knife And die young, I'm hearin' shots echo in the night I can't sleep tight, me, I was raised by the street life Got me forever open, hopin', that we never meet twice Now hold on, hold on, hold on, my peoples hold on, hold on Be strong Hold on, my peoples hold on Yo it's all the same, in the Hall of Fame I just want to be ready when he calls my name This material, world, is a ball and chain Live your life righteous or it's all in vain It's all the same, in the Hall of Fame I just want to be ready when he calls my name This material, world, is a ball and chain Live your life righteous or it's all in vain Now, hold on This is dedicated, to all the street corner hustlas All my project peoples, the 85er's, born survivors To my brother, Raheem, still trapped up in The Belly, its time to come home To all my peoples on lock, hold on, be strong To my pops, Malik, don't let Harlem be your world If ya lost lookin' for light, jus know there's a way out This is for you, do whatcha gotta do Jus hold on, be strong Hold on Hold on