Hold

Verse 1

Yeah....yeah.....
Mmmmm....mm!
Alright here we go...

I'm thinkin' real hard about some money i can hold
But everybody i know is deep in the hole
A steady payin' job is too hard for me to hold
I call around for work but they puttin' me on hold
But in my hand a shiny .45 is what i hold
I make a mayonnaise sandwich out of some whole
Wheat i'm feelin' weak i can't hold
I gotta rob somebody tonight and take the whole
Bank roll, some cash i gotta hold
At the bottom of my shoe is a little bitty hole
That's it, my mental sanity i can't hold
I'm walkin' to the store with this pistol that i hold...

Verse 2

Yeah....yeah.....

Half of me is sayin' maintain and uphold
Suddenly i bump into some asshole
He's cursin' me out, but this pistol that i hold
Took control, and in his head i put a hole
Ahhh man, now i'm lookin' around the whole
Area, the gun is still hot that i hold
I'm buggin' out, and i don't know how much longer i can hold
I feel myself sinkin' deeper in the hole
So in my victim's pants i rip a little hole
And felt for the wallet, and took the whole
Bill-fold, forty bucks is what i hold
Suddenly i hear, "freeze! police! hold!"

Verse 3

Yeah....mmmmm.....
Come on!
Yeah....wooh!
Come on...

In the penitentiary i see a whole
Bunch of blacks and hispanics that they hold
In my cell i cry like hell, my head i hold
One day somebody ax if my shoes they could hold
I told this guy, "listen! my shoe's got a hole
But what's up with that shiny sharp knife that you hold?"
He lunged forth, the first thing that i thought of was to hold
The arm with the knife so that he couldn't put a hole
In me, but then i put him in a chokehold
Took the knife and in his neck i put a hole
Suddenly all the c.o's come to me and it's me they hold
Beat my ass and i spend two weeks in the hole
I'm ready to bug out, my sanity i can't hold
My needs and wants messed up my life on a whole.

Damn. just wasn't satisfied with life.

Yeah....uh!
Yeah....
Check!