Hold Me Down ft. Humbletay23 Lyrics

I may be poor

But I am

Somebody

I may be on welfare

But I am

Somebody

I may be in jail

But I am

Somebody

I may be uneducated

But I am

Somebody

I am

Black

Beautiful

Proud

I must be respected

I must be protected

I am

Somebody

Comin' up often over looked

Cause what my teacher 'nem said

'Magine hearin' the shots of pistols

While you lay in ya bed

I was walkin' the block with caution

Heard what cuz'nem did

He was speakin' outside his business

How he ended up dead

But I was one to keep my own

Mind my business leave me 'lone

Shoot the hoops instead the chrome

Turn away like K. Malone

Gotti Boy like Al Capone

Heard them blastin' from my home

But, I ain't castin' stones

I'm just prayin' for atonement

Who gon' save you?

Sunday mournin' the lies of preachers

Had they hand in the pot

They was snatchin' the cash from folk

Who had no food in they house

How you tryna get bread from me

With all that cap in ya mouth

I'm the birth of the revolution

No one goin' without

I seen a new casket weekly

Since I took my first step

Bet another body drop

Before I get this verse set

See that bangin' cleared the street

Kin been stuck in hearse debt

I been caught up with this question

Who gon' fill the dirt next?

Tell me will they be there for me

Tell me who will be around

Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down

We can't control the life we given

Just the way that we livin'

That's what my mama Katy told me

While spoke in the kitchen

Remember school

Secretary think I'm destined for prison

So Jennifer peep the vision

You might change your decision

Cause I been up late nights

Workin hard to change sight

Me my kin we stay tight

Gotta keep the funds right

Even if my brother fail

Ima make sure he good

See that's the beauty of the struggle that we seen in the hood

Who gon' save you

They say that pressure makes diamonds

I done seen 'em before

They just been lackin' recognition they deserve from you folk

Just cause they live on different blocks

That don't mean that they thugs

Just cause it's hard to get a dollar

That don't mean that they bums

Guess I been tired of the snake talk

Tired of the fake love

Tired of politicians who act like they relate to us

If you really loved us,

You'd offer up to hand

And truly sit and listen in hopes that you would understand

Tell me will they be there for me

Tell me who will be around

Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down

Tell me will they be there for me

Tell me who will be around

Tell me will they feed me lies or will they hold me down