Hold on, yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby, you'll get better. Hold on, yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby, you'll get better. Hold on, be strong, hold on, be strong, hold on, when it's on it's on. There's never a good day, cause in my hood they let their AK's pop strays with a kid's slate. And every Halloween, check out the murder scene, can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen. My homies dying before they get to see their birthdays, these is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray. And even God turn us back on the ghetto youth, I know that ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto. And if it does, doesn't matter if you blood or you curse, remember how it was. The picnics and the parties and the projects, small town trick, getting high with them all bitch. Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter, I'm dealing with the madness, raised by a single mother. I'm trying to tell you any soon, you gotta keep your head to the sky, be strong most of all. Hold on, be strong, be strong, when it's on it's on. Hold on, be strong, be strong, when it's on it's on but hold on. Muggins, car jackets, yeah we got problems. But believe me when I tell you, things always get better. God don't like ugly, and God don't like no quitters. You know what Billie Holiday said, baby, God bless the child that can hold his own. You know, you got to stand strong. And when these busters try to knock you out your place, you stand there to their face. Tell them hold on, be strong. The game don't stop. It's serious blackmail. You don't never learn nothing, learn one thing. It don't stop until the casket drops. Thug for life, feel me. All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay strong. When things get bad, especially come the 1st and the 15th, stay strong. And stay ballin'. Hold on. I'll catch y'all in the next life. We in traffic. We in traffic.