Foreign Beggars - Hold On (Maksim Edition) lyrics

Hooooldin tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade Soooo - I'm holding tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade no more Step in the booth get bars on the page out lining up high grade on the table Who woulda thought that this guy'd end up f**ed up tryna get paid through paypal Gigs on the regs with culprate blaze out, hyping a set see I'm outta my cage now Act real nice off stage then when I'm on the mic i'll unleash hype in the rave like blaow Ye i run that, i'll do shout outs at the end so bun that I'm gonna get real deep on the mic so hold on tight inside while i run this vibe right by you Find that darkest part of the room and sit, on ur backside Don't get up till the end of the track, I mean don't move or you might get smacked I Need to calm, and get the words out that thinking about Oh dear I know what this songs bout here pa** me the grade and split that snout then Bill another zoot and make it tasty, gotta make zoots bare fat when i blaze these Then my mind starts turning deep head rush to the brain I'm weak in the knees I'm startin to feel bare rough when i speak i'm holding onto this zoot But i know i can't hold on much longer, half of my potential squandered When i sit bunnin up zoots, loving up tunes, billin up hoots, k**in up booths My mind resorts to turning ill, the end is near but for now I'm still just - Hooooldin tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade Soooo - I'm holding tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade no more I ain't got nothin to prove if i get roughed up I'm bussing a move I'm lean as f** and I still might light these up before the nights through See, theres no controlling me, its my choice if i get dope n lean But i ain't gonna drag no one down with me, if its the end, then I'm gonna move swiftly Quick see when i drift i get lost in abyss in the mist of a black hole Tryna find my way back to the clean intact soul that i used to inhabit But now its so, packed fulla dope when i toke its green thats causin damage The truth is i should have really tried to quite time ago But i couldn't quit so i gave rhymes a go, and now i'm So reliant on the grade that i puff 10 zoots in a day and it don't even phase me Apart from the fact that i surrender to munchies and get real lazy So maybe its time that i gave it a break and changed up the mind state Forget the dark vibes 'lifes alright mate', cos if i keep thinking like this Then i ain't gonna live for a whole lot longer, a diet thats consists of zoots and bongs Well & truly means that my potentials squandered, when i sit Bunnin up zoots, loving up tunes, billin up hoots, k**in up booths My mind resorts to turning ill, the end is near but for now I'm still just - Hooooldin tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade Soooo - I'm holding tight onto my chro Cos i can't take life without the high grade no more