Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold On, artist - Brand Nubian. Date of issue: 10.10.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold On |
| I’ll keep, holding on |
| I’ll keep, holding on! |
| 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? |
| 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… |
| I’ll keep, holdin on |
| I’ll keep, holdin on! |
| I’ll keep, holdin on |
| I’ll keep, holdin on! |
| 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 shit 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… |
| 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! |