Goodie Mob - Hold On lyrics

[Big Gipp] Look out the sun is out while its raining The devils wife must be complaining Remember that? its brothers work Elbows in and up and down the court Cause they play ball long after dark at Sykes park Smelled the rain before it came But that don't stop the game Intense inside the twelve feet fence Flip the mode back on the road set in And watch my woodgrain spin I let my window down and let the world in Since I was knee high the only thing we had was the peachtree plaza in the sky Things ain't the same no more Everyday my city seems to grow and grow Gotta blow a bed for my back Cause I can't take the hardwood floors Crooked system had me working in the warehouse From 8 to 4 so Gipp know what it is to work for them foes for a check that don't mean sh** More bills keep coming in But ain't no saving Used to scrape up a buck for a box of newports But after I found out That they was f**ing with the tobac I stopped Its like k**ing myself with a Glock (pow) Its rough Prices going up people giving in To the rockets and hernon homes is known By the city to be toxic but ain't nothin said Always on the down low never in the mainstream It ain't king To be the fulltime Blow a man these days you get years And even though.. My cousin writes me from the pen I always think about how we kicked it at the Dungeon fo' he went in What's next? My slick partner Toby is gone Went to handle a little business never made it back home I wonder what his girl told his son....... Hold on [T-Mo] I can't escape the bullsh** Where ever I go sh** Always into something cause I wanna be rich Pulling cards in my blood it seems I'm mean cause of my look I might blast off on ya a** and write another book It took too many times in the cage Now I'm on the front page looking at myself I'm on the run Never to be seen by the eyes A fugitive Plus I got a life to live State by state Is this just a dream? Sometimes it seems like it just a figure standing in the mirror from the back That's why I'm swinging my axe Everytime so I won't miss I can be hit Cause I'm touchable That's my state of mind Cause I know one day you gotta go in a life of crime Either the pen or a one way ticket So I'm asking "what will it be"? "Where do I solve"? Nobody knows but me see When I was a youth used to think I was bulletproof Never thought I could be hit Ready to stand my turf n***as can't understand how it work What's the plan? We k**ing our own people for this bullsh** Scared straight wanna escape theres one way outta this crooked county With a bounty Coming to get me Then i'd be on the run Hoping to find a better day without loaded guns in my face I'm not the criminal f** your probation What's my occupation? Selling my dubbs on the street Cause I gotta eat Hold on [Khujo] Am I awake or is this just another dream? I pinch myself invisible bars cover my cage Done lost all conception of time Trapped in my own mind Unaware of the world in front or behind Be trying To catch up with myself Evil doers steady working Guest be leaching off of my wealth Can't wait for my d**h But got me f**ed up Ain't man enough n***a you got false nuts Bouncing like rubber balls off the walls The life we supposed to be living y'all Them crackers got boxed up We ain't even the middle men But..yet... free my mind of confusion Jehovah witnesses waking me up out my slumber Using white rice and ?? Stomach aching be still hunger for the taking at the bottom of my barrel f** a**! and being nice ain't got me nathan But a frown Too high to get down Hold on n***a [Cee-Lo] You don't know me And I ain't tryna claim I be knowing you But I do understand what you going through Seems like you running outta time In and out of crime And everybody ain't gon be able to rhyme..damn! It must be hard to hold on when your faith is gone Mmmm...tryna make it all alone Sometimes you gotta swallow your pride and let the lord decide You can't hide from the truth I know we've all tried And I agree its hard to believe in what you can't see "Well, sh** n***a what you keep telling me to hold on for? I'm stuck in The ghetto wit no where to go, I gotta slang that blow" "You call yourself tryna teach, seems like I'm outta reach Cause I don't wanna hear another speech This is all I know how to get up get out and get... ...so f** that sh**!! [Hook] Hold on, be strong, it ain't gon be that long Them folks won't do you wrong The name of the song is hold on, be strong It ain't gon be that long Them folks won't do you wrong The name of the song is hold on, is hold on Ey, now I'm chiln in the lounge and dis girl gon walk in the bathroom/she Said "damm you look cute, but y you ain't got no tattoos?"/I said "I ain't Come 2 look cute...cool came 2 cut!"/"and damm you look cute!, y you ain't Got no bu*t?"(ooooh)_coolbreeze