Starr - Hold On lyrics

[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 motherf**er with a rag and some jeans that sag They signify your d**h 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? Trife when a n***a 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 j**els, 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 k**ed, 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... [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 n***a, I thought he was much bigger Do you know this girl named nah B I don't know nothin Did that name-game sh** 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 f** Brand Nubian Should I call you a b**h, 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 bullsh**, when I'm quick to pull sh** Live dad, everything is everything I got a lotta sh** 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 sh** 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... [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 s**ers want me alone Yeah, yeah, yeahhh!! Ya see life's gettin rough but I gotta hold on All these little s**ers 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*