Now I'ma let you skate, you was a little weeded
Try to show love even on a bad day
Let us rewind to a time we was right and just
Shot him and he dropped, like a beanbag
'Cause the rage of another brother got him popped
That's what you're doin' when you ruin the life of a black man
Will get you killed, watch the blood get spilled
Now they got you holdin' on to a cell, well
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Many a lives didn't survive to this stage
Why it gotta be me B? I just came to chill
So I guess we're buryin' wealth
You think you're mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sick
All because we've been taught to despise what's black
And it's on and on, on and on, on and on
Then they go and brag that they took another life
This would force him to front, and I'm sure he don't want it
All the real hard shit I know, is on the down low
Yeah, they want me alone
Oh that's that rappin' nigga, I thought he was much bigger
My word is bond, I gotta be strong
Young black male, twenty-five years of age
One another in the back over crack, a carjack
Ya see life's gettin' rough but I gotta hold on
I'll keep, holdin' on
I roll up, I'm never hold up, the L is swoll up
Did that name game shit right from the go get
Mean motherfucker with a rag and some jeans that sag
I gotta hold on
Attack plan on self, the man's got the family jewels
No more standin' on line, tryin' to find Jehovah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Open your eyes you oughta realize the fact
I'll keep, holdin' on
And I seen you don't need it, so hold on with your bad self
Shorty want an autograph, can I sign it at the end?
It only help to drive your mind crazy, now your blind days be over
I'm a product of the streets, and I couldn't make no peace
I'll keep, holdin' on
Now a days we just fight and bust
And keep holdin' on, yeah
I'm just here with my lady and you came with your man
Straight for real estate, on a scale I place your fate
All these little suckers want me alone
Came to see the flicks, nuttin' more nuttin' less
Never to think, do a brother got a mother and a wife?
Oh I think I'm all of that now, so now it's fuck Brand Nubian
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Trife when a nigga do the work of the Klan
They signify your death by crossin' out your tag
That you've been gettin' used like a trick
Should I call you a bitch, or should I maintain?
I'll keep, holdin' on
Ya see life's gettin' rough but I gotta hold on
Over some old bullshit, when I'm quick to pull shit
I'll keep, holdin' on
I'll keep, holdin' on
I'll keep, holdin' on
Live dad, everything is everything
Do you know this girl named Nah B? I don't know nothin'
The beef in the mind is definitely a winner
I'll keep, holdin' on
On ya, I gotta hold on
But I gotta hold on because my word is bon
See you were fed thick pieces of swine as a baby
To the scale, then watch how fast they build the jail
Yeah, yeah yeah
I got a lotta shit to do I can't afford to catch a charge
All these little suckers want me alone
