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Hold Me Down

Justyfi
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I may be poor But I am Somebody I may be on welfare But I am Somebody I may be in jail But I am Somebody I may be uneducated But I am Somebody I am Black Beautiful Proud I must be respected I must be protected I am Somebody Comin' up often over looked Cause what my teacher 'nem said 'Magine hearin' the shots of pistols While you lay in ya bed I was walkin' the block with caution Heard what cuz'nem did He was speakin' outside his business How he ended up dead But I was one to keep my own Mind my business leave me 'lone Shoot the hoops instead the chrome Turn away like K. Malone Gotti Boy like Al Capone Heard them blastin' from my home But, I ain't castin' stones I'm just prayin' for atonement Who gon' save you? Sunday mournin' the lies of preachers Had they hand in the pot They was snatchin' the cash from folk Who had no food in they house How you tryna get bread from me With all that cap in ya mouth I'm the birth of the revolution No one goin' without I seen a new casket weekly Since I took my first step Bet another body drop Before I get this verse set See that bangin' cleared the street Kin been stuck in hearse debt I been caught up with this question Who gon' fill the dirt next? Tell me will they be there for me Tell me who will be around Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down We can't control the life we given Just the way that we livin' That's what my mama Katy told me While spoke in the kitchen Remember school Secretary think I'm destined for prison So Jennifer peep the vision You might change your decision Cause I been up late nights Workin hard to change sight Me my kin we stay tight Gotta keep the funds right Even if my brother fail Ima make sure he good See that's the beauty of the struggle that we seen in the hood Who gon' save you They say that pressure makes diamonds I done seen 'em before They just been lackin' recognition they deserve from you folk Just cause they live on different blocks That don't mean that they thugs Just cause it's hard to get a dollar That don't mean that they bums Guess I been tired of the snake talk Tired of the fake love Tired of politicians who act like they relate to us If you really loved us, You'd offer up to hand And truly sit and listen in hopes that you would understand Tell me will they be there for me Tell me who will be around Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down Tell me will they be there for me Tell me who will be around Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down