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Something to Hold On to

アーティスト:Jay Electronica  アルバム:Style Wars 

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As I scratch the last days off the calendar niggas roam the streets with heavy metal like Metallica pistols with the silencers, killin solidiers softly the crime pays a little but the consequence is costly my cousin, I love em we go back in the days but now he struggle with the monkey and he trapped in a maze i still care for him, to tell the truth im kinda scared for him cuz when he conscience he in rare form but thats the story of his life gettin locked up or shot up or in somebodys kitchen on the block cookin rocks up i think he lost hope when he seen them lock his pops up or when he seen his sister baby father get his knot bust my grandmother complain and tell him make a change but her thinkin is outdated she cant understand the game shyeah, hard time three to nine in a jailhouse is no different from slavin nine to five in a warehouse Chorus: theres a lot of shit goin on up in my hood I thank god I'm alive homie knock on wood Yea, thou I walk through the valley of death I know the lord got my back with every step you see nothing here surprises me I got a whole lotta soldiers down to ride with me but lord please give me something to hold on to, something to hold I need something to hold yo in the projects, shit is mad real for the youth niggas get ill for the loot, the more guns ya buss the realer your crew cats carry gats concealed in they suits whether cee-loo craps or macks gorillas may shoot when the eyes meet, don't steer wrong and dont stare long cuz niggas'll kill for that when they be full of heron its like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how crews remain standin once the AKs thunder under the sun roof tops * career thugs cook rocks, then hit the blocks to make a killin plus fame, man they lovin this game its mega action, the trees stay hot like saunas shorties with fly hair-dos get dipped or play the corner summer time they shine block parties galore so many soldiers die they buy a seperate forty to pour i knew this kid Larry niggas thought he was poor


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