Hold On

By Humor

On Half Smile

Released on February 2, 2014

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[Intro]

My baby I tell em I'ma hold on


[Verse 1]

Rolling despite the pressures I'm facing

My flesh is a temporal vessel so time is best when not wasted

My purpose is paper, cause without paper my purpose's pertinence

Is purposely subjugated negating my domination

It's a wall I'm facing

It's a wall that ensures there's shackles on the poorest nations

It's a wall that ensures the classes are divided

The flow of cash is decided with silent transactions

Exacted while they ask for compliance

Why is, there violence?

For power and profit, profit and power

And often to silence those who try and

Threaten either, this world is a nest of vipers

Our best intentions discarded we float in the darkness

Gotta move as a shark to be regarded

Hardly a walk in the park

And partly a war for survival

This trial's getting started

I'ma keep my eye on the prize, I'm applying my time

To devising a new life for me n mine I'm starting


[Hook]

Rolling round the city tryna see a way

All this information I assimilate

Let these niggas talk I ain't affiliated

Retaliate, in my heart I know

I won't get a start from the sideline

Take my niggas all when the times right

My baby I tell em I'ma hold on

My baby I tell em I'ma hold on


[Verse 2]

Rose from the most unlikely of places

I ought to be patient

But my desire for a higher station

Is instigating my restless nature

Neglecting these niggas that ain't bout their figures

I figures I'm fucking with failures or winners

But my business, is looking for the money can a nigga get a witness

I was in a city where these niggas flip clips in a stick then grip it on witness

I'm tryna live this life, rather than existing

I, see the way the system tries, to restrict our vision

Why? to restrict ambition

These bitches breed in conditions

Facilitated by the state, they handing em cake

The state of affairs in estates

They taking these breas down the station for selling Charlie n Jane

There ain't no war on these drugs

Boy it's the profit that's made

If they can't pocket no profit from it they're stopping the trade

If I can't pocket no profit from it I'm stopping the game

Stop in your lane, stop all the shit these fuck niggas say

You fossils stay where you lay

My posse pave the way


[Hook]