Keep Holding On

Keep Holding On â " Slum Village
 Detroit Deli (A Taste Of Detroit)
 Wuttup tho?
 Feelin' a little under the weather today.
 But had some stuff to get off my chest ya know?
 Now wut im 'bout to say to y'all
 I ain't never said to the general public.
 But y'all gotta hear me yo.
 Feel me.
 Verse 1:
 I know I might
 Sound like a got a cold and im speaking
 But im cold and im sneezing
 But im grown and breathin.
 Hear the tone in my speaking
 And it's home where he's preaching.
 Both of my parents gone for a reason
 Daddy's wrong just for leavin'
 Mother moved on and im breathing.
 (?) spirits above the stones and the deamons
 she belongs in a teaching
 where there's a throne and a kingdom
 and deep inside my bones im believing
 that the poems that im reading is the songs to my freedom.
 Lik-e-ly known as deceiving
 What im shown it ain't pleasing
 Make me wanna throw stones at a deacon
 And it home when he preaching
 See that's satan makin my heart cold as a breeze
 'Till it's colder from freezing.
 Gotta get right
 I might not make it over this evening
 "cause your time here is shorter than breath
 gone from wheezing.
 And heard my nigga tone he was bleedin'
 Through his clothes
 It was leaking from some chrome that was squeezing
 Now when im all alone
 I be thinking im against all odds
 Hoping that god will show me the evens
 But im sick of being poor through the seasons
 Smoke a drole through the drinkin with 2 hoes through the weekend
 Bout to go to my seed and...
 Chorus:
 Life can sometimes be so hard to bear
 When u feel that theirs no one who cares
 There are times u feel all hope is gone
 Don't loose faith and just keep holding on and on and on
 Keep holding on and on and on and on and on
 Verse 2:
 But sometimes I feel alone in these streets
 It gets cold in these streets
 My heart and soul on these streets
 I lost my moms
 So I hold to a piece
 Of a place, state and time
 Where we both in the grind
 And what's love to a fatherless son?
 Although he had love for his son
 (Pensions?) were none to seldom
 I would sit on the porch 'till the mail come
 And when it came
 There never was a letter with my name
 My moms was there for me
 She held it down 'cause she cared for me
 She never left
 Even in her last breathe when she sat next to death
 She was always at her best never stressed
 That's why...
 Chorus
 You gotta keep holdin' on
 You gotta keep keep holdin' on
 Keep holdin on just
 Keep holdin' on
 Keep holdin' on...
 Chorus
 Fades out