KRS-One

KRS-One - Hold lyrics

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Yeah....yeah.....
 Mmmmm....Mm!
 Alright  here we go...

 I'm thinkin' real hard about some money I can hold
 But everybody I know is deep in the hole
 A steady payin' job is too hard for me to hold
 I call around for work but they puttin' me on hold
 But in my hand a shiny .45 is what I hold
 I make a mayonnaise sandwich out of some whole
 Wheat  I'm feelin' weak  I can't hold
 I gotta rob somebody tonight and take the whole
 Bank roll, some cash I gotta hold
 At the bottom of my shoe is a little bitty hole
 That's it, my mental sanity I can't hold
 I'm walkin' to the store with this pistol that I hold...

 Verse 2

 Yeah....yeah.....

 Half of me is sayin' maintain and uphold
 Suddenly I bump into some asshole
 He's cursin' me out, but this pistol that I hold
 Took control, and in his head I put a hole
 Ahhh man, now I'm lookin' around the whole
 Area, the gun is still hot that I hold
 I'm buggin' out, and I don't know how much longer I can hold
 I feel myself sinkin' deeper in the hole
 So in my victim's pants I rip a little hole
 And felt for the wallet, and took the whole
 Bill-fold, forty bucks is what I hold
 Suddenly I hear, "Freeze! Police! Hold!"

 Verse 3

 Yeah....mmmmm.....
 Come on!
 Yeah....wooh!
 Come on...

 In the penitentiary I see a whole
 Bunch of blacks and Hispanics that they hold
 In my cell I cry like hell, my head I hold
 One day somebody ax if my shoes they could hold
 I told this guy, "Listen! My shoe's got a hole
 But what's up with that shiny sharp knife that you hold?"
 He lunged forth, the first thing that I thought of was to hold
 The arm with the knife so that he couldn't put a hole
 In me, but then I put him in a chokehold
 Took the knife and in his neck I put a hole
 Suddenly all the C.O's come to me and it's me they hold
 Beat my ass and I spend two weeks in the hole
 I'm ready to bug out, my sanity I can't hold
 My needs and wants messed up my life on a whole.

 Damn. Just wasn't satisfied with life.

 Yeah....uh!
 Yeah....
 Check!

 The moral to the story is...your addiction to your needs and your
 wants is what causes problems in your life. Make sure you got whatcha
 need. Put at a safe distance all the things that you want. It's wants
 that get you into trouble.

 This is the balance of life...the balance to life on a whole
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Jive

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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