Jay Electronica - Somethin To Hold On To lyrics

[Verse 1] As I scratch the last days of the calendar n***as roam the streets with heavy metal like metallica Pistols with the silencers k**in solidiers softly The crime pays a little but the consequence is costly My cousin, I love em 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 conscience he in rare form But that's the story of his life gettin locked up or shot up Or in somebodys kitchen on the block cookin rocks up I think he lost hope when he seen them lock his pops up Or when he seen his sister baby father get his knot bust My grandmother complain and tell him make a change But her thinkin is outdated she can't understand the game Shyeah, hard time three to nine in a jailhouse Is no different from slavin nine to five in a warehouse [Hook] There's a lot of sh** goin on up in my hood I thank god I'm alive oh and I'm a knock on wood Yea he go and walk through the valley of d**h 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 [Verse 2] Yo in projects sh** is mad real for the youth n***as get I'll for the loot The more guns ya buss the realer your crew Cats carry gats concealed in they suits Whether cee-loo craps or macks gorillas may shoot When the eyes meet don't steer wrong and don't stare long Cause n***asll k** for that when they be full of heron It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How crews remain standin once the AKs thunder under the stun roof tops Career thugs cook rocks Then hit the blocks To make a k**in plus fame Man they lovin this game It's mega action the trees stay hot like sonars Shorties with fly hair-dos get dipped or play the corner Summer time they shine block parties galore So many soldiers die they buy a seperate forty to pour I knew this kid Larry n***as thought he was poor But he had cream for days ran a solid scheme with Ks AKs with the banana clips, rubber handle grips The same n***a that got Randal hit He livin scandelous He used to pop no-doz so he wouldn't be caught sleepin And he could'nteven walk around the block cause he was beefin I say that to say this That's ghetto everyday sh** 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 a**ed trife like now [Hook] There's a lot of sh** goin on up in my hood I thank god I'm alive oh and I'm a knock on wood Yea he go and walk through the valley of d**h 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 [Verse 3] Peace god what's todays math To tryin to escape wrath With two left feet, it's kinda hard to walk a straight path Soldiers layin in gutters from god to greed My old dad left momdukes and scarred his seed We all family But seemingly this cats can't stand me Haters gunna 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 tradin in they wings for things Semiautomatic machines with red beams Street magicians convertin to crack and the cream Sat back saw em turn black zack to a fiend Hes a teacher Had a fly daughter named lakeisha If you hustle have a beeper smoke reefer ya can freak her I seen her givin 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 hes moving her to paris She fell for it Touched her third rail for it (uh) And next year she woulda 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 Hes a beautiful seed Eight years and can't read At night his ashtma 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 take So he cried while the other kids played at lunch break What will it take to raise our mindstate [Hook] There's a lot of sh** goin on up in my hood I thank god I'm alive oh and I'm a knock on wood Yea he go and walk through the valley of d**h 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 There's a lot of sh** goin on up in my hood I thank god I'm alive oh and I'm a knock on wood Yea he go and walk through the valley of d**h 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