文本歌词

Hold On (Edited Album Version) - Goodie Mob
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*t
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**king with the tobac I stopped
Its like killing myself with a glock
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 nothing 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
I can't escape the bullshit
Where ever I go sh*t
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
Niggaz can't understand how it work
What's the plan
We killing our own people for this bullshit
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**k your probation
What's my occupation Selling
My dubbs on the street
Cause I gotta eat
Hold on
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 death
But got me f**ked up
Ain't man enough
Ni**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**k a** and being nice ain't got me nathan
But a frown
Too high to get down
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*t ni**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**k that sh*t
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