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Hold On
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hold On was released on January 1, 2005 by Universal Music Australia Pty. Ltd. as a part of the album Talk With Force
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2005
LabelUniversal Music Australia Pty. Ltd.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harley Webster
Harley Webster
Composer
Daniel Merriweather
Daniel Merriweather
Composer
Jan Skubiszewski
Jan Skubiszewski
Composer

Lyrics

So down, you've been up for days (I've been in there, man)
So hold on, hold on (Yeah, I know what it feels like)
You're so messing with your ways (And if you feel lost, I'm on my way)
So hold on, hold on (Just hold on)
This kid's sitting at the train station, trying to maintain shit
Rain in his face, crying, his brain's flipped
He swears to God every fucking night that he'll change shit
But his grades get worse and he fights with the same kids
His mother telling him he need to smarten his act up
But school's just a place where we go to get bashed up
Self-esteem smashed up, brutally battered
He's thrown in his hat at everything that truthfully mattered
Abused and in tatters, trying to find his way to the front line
But his peers hold him back everyday that it's crunch time
He's seen in the lunch line, but never been noticed
It's like he knows what he wants, but he's never been focused
So I hocus pocus, pull out a magic trick;
I gotta bring this kid back from a tragic trip
Before it's too late and the time bomb ticks
Before he ends up drunk with a blade to his wrists, yeah
So down you've been up for days (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
You're so messing with your way (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
You see Debbie had a honey, and thought it was figured out
But Debbie fell pregnant so her hubby was something now
He left with nothing now, but chaos to order;
Man, she facing life sentence: single mother with a daughter
He bought her a car, but it was taken cheap from a stoner
But the message written is followed, said to go it alone
She's home on her own, trying to raise a baby, it's bullshit;
This girl is only sixteen and barely a school kid
She ran with the cool clique
The popular school chicks
The hot and the pool shit
But bikinis don't matter if you're fat in the tummy
"It's not sad, it's just funny!" - It ain't a joke to her when little bubby's crying for mummy
So now she's down on her own, 'cause her friends don't call
She's a Cinderella princess without no ball
And with telling a friend is all she need when she's down
And she grieve, I'll pick her up and put her back on her feet, yeah
So down you've been up for days (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
You're so messing with your way (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
The other week, I saw this kid trying to spit raps
For one of them parties where the private school chicks at
He sporting Payless shoes with the shit cap;
From the outer suburbs, caught up in the riff-raff
He dropped out at sixteen, and swore that he'd make it
They laughed at his clothes, but he'd rap if he was naked
I asked why he did this, he said "We just do."
It's like marriage: boy, you just knew
We was right for each other
You could write to each other
Spend a night with each other
Or fend and fight for the other
So if he does it, then I'ma do it too
Hold on and be strong
I'll be back, coming for you, yeah
So down you've been up for days (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
You're so messing with your way (But I'm coming)
So hold on, hold on (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home (But I'm coming)
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home (But I'm coming)
I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home (Hold on, 'cause I'm coming)
Written by: Daniel Merriweather, Harley Webster, Jan Skubiszewski
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