Hold On Lyrics - Goodie Mob

(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 shit 

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 fucking with the tobac I stopped 

Its like killing 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 

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(T-Mo) 

I can't escape the bullshit 

Where ever I go shit 

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 ass 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 

Fuck your probation 

What's my occupation? Selling my dubbs on the street 

Cause I gotta eat 

Hold on 

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(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 death 

But got me fucked up 

Aint man enough 

Nigga 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 

Fuck ass! and being nice ain't got me nathan 

But a frown 

Too high to get down 

Hold on nigga 

(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, shit nigga 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 fuck that shit! 

(Chorus) 

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 aint 

come 2 look cute... cool came 2 cut!"/"and damm you look cute!, y you aint 

got no butt?"(ooooh) coolbreeze