Enoch 7th Prophet - Hold On

I'm a child of the ghetto, ate ramen noodles, drunk red kool-aid with a whole lot of sugar
In it
Every day was kudos, life's kinda so-so, first day of school I'm still looking fresh though
Didn't know my mama used the money from the rent though

First grand, raised in the church, grandma prayed for me, black skin murks, so wipe the
Smirk off your face, hard-headed youngin makes a soft ass, you will learn ya lesson
Time getting shorter, days getting longer, you stay strong and keep on holding on, till
Your time runs out, till your time runs out, keep holding on

Prayers manifested, protection from your ancestors, whom shall I fear
Not any devils, it's levels, till this love affair, you're born, you die, and anything
In between, you live your best life
Respect your elders, protect those babies, they the oldest ones in the room anyway

Time getting shorter, days getting longer, you stay strong and keep on holding on, till
Your time runs out, till your time runs out, keep holding on
It's crazy how someone's life can get you out of pocket, put aside the knowledge, feeding
You the garbage

I promise to stay alkaline, inclined to free your mind, the time you find the lady justice
Is blind, not kind to black folks
Jesse jackson once hope, ronald reagan once dope, violence floating through the air, I
Swear I've read it like a horoscope, and close to personal

Turn to channel twenty, pay for fuel
Time getting shorter, days getting longer, you stay strong and keep on holding on, till
Your time runs out, till your time runs out, keep holding on
Till your time runs out, till your time runs out, keep holding on

Till your time runs out, till your time runs out
Time getting shorter, days getting longer, you stay strong and keep on holding on, till
Your time runs out, till your time runs out, keep holding on

Written by:
V. Stevenson

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