Hold On, Be Strong   I never had much   Ran with a bad bunch   Little skinny kid sneaking weed in my bag lunch   And off in junior high   We was just getting by   And drive bys robbed my homies of their young lives   I never did cry   Even though I had pain in my heart   I was hopeless from the start    They couldn't tell me nothing   They all tried to help to help me   The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy   I traveled places   Caught cases   What a ill year   I felt the pain in the rain   But I'm still here   Never did like the police   Let the whole world know   Now I gets no peace   Cause they chasing my down   And facing me now   Well do I do these things that a thug goes through?   Still I rise    So keep ya head up   And make ya mind strong    It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on   Hold on   Be strong    Hold on   Be strong   When it's on it's on   (repeat)