it still remains We've gotta hold on Hold on (2x) And things seemed to settle down Around the turn of '92 And life whent on as normal and as planned
in this space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face Lampin' in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold
to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold me down
Glued to the screen by a thousand shallow words of wisdom It ain't what it seems when it's a single sided system Someone's got to hold on my living
twice in the neck and left him dead on the yard It was smooth how I did it 'cause nobody could see With my jacket on my arm and my knife on the side
said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on
Bentley doors, hopping out of Porsches Popping up on Forbes lists, gorgeous, hold up Niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold
doors, hopping out of Porsches Popping up on Forbes lists, gorgeous Hold up, niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold
holds our heads high after disaster [Hook] When the levees broke when the planes hit whats going on ma nigga, the same shit After Katrina, after the towers We holds
my eyes fire red and glock on my seat I'm tryna' stay under intoxication 'Cause I lost my father and got a daughter, plus I'm on probation I'm drinkin
have a clean heart and a firm meditation Ounno have dat droppa sleep and dem a get back up later Yo! Dat wi seh... hold on... We nah hold back nuh talk
change The lonely loner seems to free his mind at nite (A-a-at nite) Hold the phone (What, what?) The lonely stoner, Mr. Solo Doe Low (What, what?) He's on
real (They know we 'bout it though) (Man, tell 'em how you do it) Listen man, I got to get what I get Any way I can get it, man, y'all hear me? (I know
a thang Come on, y'all wanna floss wit' us 'Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin' on your pimpin',
, ayo nature I can't hold your hand through this shit man I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two I believe in you, believe in
on stare While we rockin' it, I'll rock in it (Rock in it) Like the little ball inside the spray can Providing three coats For both child, woman and man
8:43 P.M to be precise He looked in my eyes and said "You've made me the happiest man alive" And soon as I got home I called my mother on the phone I
can remember You are all a real man can need And ever ask for, this is love This is more than a crush It was all up at Rutgers, I saw with your man