Jay Electronica - Something To Hold Onto lyrics
[Jay Electronica - Something To Hold Onto lyrics]
Bismillah surah 115
I'm trying to find that missing note
While you niggas is at the
Club looking for pussy
I'm try- I'm looking for the missing note
As I scratch the last days off the calendar
Niggas roam the streets with
Heavy metal like Metallica
Pistols with the silencers
Killing soldiers softly
The crime pays a little but
The consequence is costly
My cousin, I love him, we go back in the days
But now he struggle with the monkey
And he trapped in a maze
I still care for him
To tell the truth I'm kinda scared for him
Cause when he conscious, he in rare form
But that's the story of his life
Getting locked up or shot up
Or in somebody's kitchen on the
Block cooking rocks up
I think he lost hope when he
Seen them lock his pops up
Or when he seen his sister
Babyfather get his knot bust
My grandmother complain and tell
Him make a change
But her thinking is outdated she
Can't understand the game
Syeah, hard time three to nine in a jailhouse
Is no different from slaving nine
To five in a warehouse
There's a lot of shit going on up in my hood
I thank God I'm alive, homey knock on wood
Yea though I walk through the valley of death
I know the lord got my back with every step
You see nothing here surprises me
I got a whole lotta soldiers
Down to ride with me
But lord please, give me
Something to hold on to
Something to hold, I need something to hold
Yo in the projects shit is
Mad real for the youth
Niggas get ill for the loot
The more guns ya bust, the realer your crew
Cats carry gats concealed in they suit's
Whether cee-loo craps or Macs
Gorillas may shoot
When the eyes meet don't steer
Wrong and don't stare long
Cause niggas'll kill for that
When they be full of heroin
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How crews remain standing once
The AK's thunder under the slum roof tops
Career thugs cook rocks, then hit the blocks
To make a killing plus fame, man
They loving this game
It's mega action the trees
Stay hot like saunas
Shorties with fly hair dos get
Dipped to play the corner
Summer time they shine block parties galore
So many soldiers die
They buy a separate forty to pour
I knew this kid Larry niggas
Thought he was poor
But he had cream for days
Ran a solid scheme with K's
AKs with the banana clips
Rubber handle grips
The same nigga that got Randal hit
He living scandalous
He used to pop no doz so
He won't be caught sleeping
And he couldn't even walk around the
Block cause he was beefing
I say that to say this
That's ghetto everyday shit
Where slugs miss chipped bricks
Leave scars on chicks
It's kinda trife right now
But that's the life right now
And way back it was a
Half-assed trife like now
Peace god what's today's math
Just trying to escape wrath
With two left feet
It's kinda hard to walk a straight path
Soldiers laying in gutters from God to greed
My old dad left momdukes and scarred his seed
We all family
But seemingly these cats can't stand me
Haters gonna hate be it a Lexus or a Camry
Understand me
But do the knowledge first, swallow my verse
Which is my universe, God obeys no thirst
Fallen angels in the ghetto trading
In they wings for things
Semiautomatic machines with red beams
Street magicians converting the
Crack into cream
Sat back saw 'em turn Black Zack to a fiend
He's a teacher
Had a fly daughter named Lakeisha
If you hustle, have a beeper, smoke reefer
You can freak her
I seen her giving head inside
The club behind the speaker
Last year she had three
Abortions for the preacher
And one miscarriage for this
Kid they call Harris
He told her that her loved her
And he's moving her to Paris she fell for it
Touched the third rail for it (uh)
And next year she would've been sixteen
Once told me that she wanted to go to God
Get clean so she could be a role
Model for her brother Eugene
He's a beautiful seed
Eight years and can't read
At night, his asthma so bad he can't breathe
He wants to be an astronaut, and fly to space
But his teacher told him that he
Just ain't go what it takes
So he cried while the other
Kids played at lunch break
What will it take to raise our mind-state?
I'm trying to find that missing note
While you niggas is at the
Club looking for pussy
I'm try- I'm looking for the missing note
As I scratch the last days off the calendar
Niggas roam the streets with
Heavy metal like Metallica
Pistols with the silencers
Killing soldiers softly
The crime pays a little but
The consequence is costly
My cousin, I love him, we go back in the days
But now he struggle with the monkey
And he trapped in a maze
I still care for him
To tell the truth I'm kinda scared for him
Cause when he conscious, he in rare form
But that's the story of his life
Getting locked up or shot up
Or in somebody's kitchen on the
Block cooking rocks up
I think he lost hope when he
Seen them lock his pops up
Or when he seen his sister
Babyfather get his knot bust
My grandmother complain and tell
Him make a change
But her thinking is outdated she
Can't understand the game
Syeah, hard time three to nine in a jailhouse
Is no different from slaving nine
To five in a warehouse
There's a lot of shit going on up in my hood
I thank God I'm alive, homey knock on wood
Yea though I walk through the valley of death
I know the lord got my back with every step
You see nothing here surprises me
I got a whole lotta soldiers
Down to ride with me
But lord please, give me
Something to hold on to
Something to hold, I need something to hold
Yo in the projects shit is
Mad real for the youth
Niggas get ill for the loot
The more guns ya bust, the realer your crew
Cats carry gats concealed in they suit's
Whether cee-loo craps or Macs
Gorillas may shoot
When the eyes meet don't steer
Wrong and don't stare long
Cause niggas'll kill for that
When they be full of heroin
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder
How crews remain standing once
The AK's thunder under the slum roof tops
Career thugs cook rocks, then hit the blocks
To make a killing plus fame, man
They loving this game
It's mega action the trees
Stay hot like saunas
Shorties with fly hair dos get
Dipped to play the corner
Summer time they shine block parties galore
So many soldiers die
They buy a separate forty to pour
I knew this kid Larry niggas
Thought he was poor
But he had cream for days
Ran a solid scheme with K's
AKs with the banana clips
Rubber handle grips
The same nigga that got Randal hit
He living scandalous
He used to pop no doz so
He won't be caught sleeping
And he couldn't even walk around the
Block cause he was beefing
I say that to say this
That's ghetto everyday shit
Where slugs miss chipped bricks
Leave scars on chicks
It's kinda trife right now
But that's the life right now
And way back it was a
Half-assed trife like now
Peace god what's today's math
Just trying to escape wrath
With two left feet
It's kinda hard to walk a straight path
Soldiers laying in gutters from God to greed
My old dad left momdukes and scarred his seed
We all family
But seemingly these cats can't stand me
Haters gonna hate be it a Lexus or a Camry
Understand me
But do the knowledge first, swallow my verse
Which is my universe, God obeys no thirst
Fallen angels in the ghetto trading
In they wings for things
Semiautomatic machines with red beams
Street magicians converting the
Crack into cream
Sat back saw 'em turn Black Zack to a fiend
He's a teacher
Had a fly daughter named Lakeisha
If you hustle, have a beeper, smoke reefer
You can freak her
I seen her giving head inside
The club behind the speaker
Last year she had three
Abortions for the preacher
And one miscarriage for this
Kid they call Harris
He told her that her loved her
And he's moving her to Paris she fell for it
Touched the third rail for it (uh)
And next year she would've been sixteen
Once told me that she wanted to go to God
Get clean so she could be a role
Model for her brother Eugene
He's a beautiful seed
Eight years and can't read
At night, his asthma so bad he can't breathe
He wants to be an astronaut, and fly to space
But his teacher told him that he
Just ain't go what it takes
So he cried while the other
Kids played at lunch break
What will it take to raise our mind-state?