I'll keep, holdin' on   I'll keep, holdin' 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      Now a days 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 with your 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'ma 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, yeah   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 bon   And it's on and on, on and on, on and on      On ya, I gotta hold on   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah   Oh yeah, yeah, yeah   Yeah