Lyrics:
Holding on to our lives
Trying to survive
Cannot see the future
If one is left behind
As the seasons change
Years will pass like days
And they'll
I was sitting there in silence waiting for the pain to come
I was holding onto nothing, a soldier holding on to a gun
Not a day goes by I don't
muthafucking neck
If you ain't got no muthafucking respect
The soldier that been holding back for years
Cause niggas scared of my muthafucking bite
P done let
And when I was awoken
By the parents who proclaimed the legend
It was the life force to find you again
that emptied the ink of my pen
And sent me back
The path it is going to be clearer
One by one, days are done
I keep holding on to all I can become
One by one, we hold on
For all the races we have yet
you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, display my, play my
Ain't holding back, behind the cool without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove
'bout holding bricks but ain't holding dick
Niggas talk real slick but that's about it
Soon as I see 'em headed my way, I cut 'em off quick (what?)
I think I'm gonna do some spoken word on this one
One, two, three...
80 years.
We the humans of
This great planet
Were granted by higher powers
80
Let's not make at each other
46,000 people died by suicide in 2020
That's about 1,600 fewer than the year before
That's not much
This is the story of two
seventeen, ten, or a fucking year
If it is ending then why am I holding back?
Fuck this world, you can suck my thumb
Matter of fact man, suck my dick
You
of what people of this town went through at that time.
The year of 1944 saw Forlì ravaged by the bombardments of both Allies and Germans and subject
Everlasting sadness through lightyears gone by
Land lost in time, once more back where we belong
Promises of yesterday, we'll keep holding on
Still lost
take a break, go get a new stack
Hand me that money over there
What we gon' do? All year long
It's back to 50, you already know
Get the money, and shut
holding exclusive rights to me, I mean
He flew you in this motherfucker on first class
Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag
Now you
how it feels to be judged by pigment
Besides getting it from both sides of the tracks
But I swore I'd get them back
Even if it meant selling my soul
She was born in 1918
Last year that the Red Sox won
Back then when they sold the Babe
Something that they never should've ever have done
Hey Nanna
"Parra Mission 1, Expedition June, Take off Is a GO"
Collecting all my thoughts with a different view
Told you i'll be back by the end of June
Holding back the years Thinking of the fear I've had so long When somebody hears Listen to the fear that's gone Strangled by the wishes of pater
now I don't feel you here by my side.
Show me these years of hope won't die.
I will rescue you, if you rescue me.
There's a hole inside that they
20 years that’s what I wanna do
We’ll look back and see all His blessings
They’ll be no time for second guessing
As long as I’m living life right next
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
back home be jealous
I gave our camera to Bernie and we stood by the ball and we all gathered
'round and said, "Cheese"
The Bernie ran away with my
of a sudden and y'all gone notice me
21 years on this earth And I Still ain met nobody cold as me
After a long night of jodeici, you right there holding me
I
your wounds
Carry you through
Holding your hand through the dark of night
Love your ideas
Dream through the years
Just like you’ve done for me all my
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