So I hold hold on To the things I believe in My faith, your love, our freedom To the things I can count on To keep me going strong I hold hold on and on and on and on and on It's just an old beat up truck, Some say that I should trade up

Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up Take it down, down, down, down, then I'ma beat it up Can I step the tempo on ya? Can I switch up the tempo? Switch up the tempo (push it up, hold up) 'Cause I'm tryna slow it down, beat it up, go down, eat it up

Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin' for beats Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you stop that shit now Take him to jail and get him the hell from in

Good rockin' daddy I'm a good rockin' daddy Yeah well I'm a good rockin' daddy Up on my feet I can't be beat Well you can really go go go Jumpin' fast or rockin' slow I will see ya when the band gone blow Now hold hold it, don't move it now boogie some more I

Strange how hard it rains now Rows and rows of big dark clouds When I'm holding on underneath this shroud It's hard to listen to a hard hard heart Beating close to mine Pounding up against the stone and steel Walls that I won't climb Sometimes a hurt is

Yeah yeah and it's okay I tie my hands up to a chair so I don't fall that way Yeah yeah and I'm alright I took a sip of something poison but I'll hold hold on tight I took a sip of something poison, a sip of something poison Sometimes life it takes you by the

Feel the chain no longer holds Finding yourself or you find that soul Reaching for answers that no one knows I've sung the blues for every broken heart in here Time to light up this joint with some boogie woogie Feelings move your hips I've too felt love

Speed it up, speed it up Eat it up, eat it up Eat it up, speed it up Speed it up (Hold on, hold on) Beat it up (Hold on, hold on) Speed it up (Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on) Speed it up (Hold on) Speed it up, high, speed it up Hold Hold on, hold on,

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists

The day has come We belong with the living dead of the night Hold Hold on to me baby His bony hands will do you no harm It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one Wake up baby and taste the dirt We're six feet under and still in love Hear the