2Pac – Hold On Be Strong

This song “Hold On Be Strong” Is an amazing and well enhanced hip hop and rap song created by a rapper, Tupac Shakur.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 15 on his top charting album project called “R U Still Down? (Remember Me)” was officially released on 25 November 1997.

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LYRICS

Hold on… [*lighter flicks up*]

Yeah, it’s gonna be alright

Don’t trip, baby [*inhales*]

It’ll get better… [*coughing*]

Aye, do this thug style, man, thug style

When this whole beat drop

We just gon’ run it to ’em

Bet, it’s all good, uh

I never had much, ran with a bad bunch

Little skinny kid sneakin’ weed in my bag lunch

And all through Junior High, we was just gettin’ by

And drive-by’s robbed my homies of their young lives

I never did cry, and even though I had pain in my heart

I was hopeless from the start

They couldn’t tell me nothin’, they all tried to help me

The marijuana had my mind gone, it wasn’t healthy

I traveled places, caught cases, what a ill year

I felt the pain and the rain, but I’m still here

Never did like the police

Let the whole world know, now I gets no peace

‘Cause they chasin’ me down

And facin’ me now, what do I do?

These things that a thug goes through

And still I rise, so keep your head up

And make your mind strong

It’s a struggle every day, but you gotta hold on

Hold on, be strong!

Hold on, be strong!

Hold on, be strong!

When it’s on, it’s on

There’s never a good day, ’cause in my hood they

Let they AK’s pump strays where the kids play

And every Halloween, check out the murder scene

Can’t help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen

My homies dyin’ before they get to see they birthdays

These is the worst days, sometimes it hurts to pray

And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth

I know that ain’t the truth, sometimes I look for proof

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does

Does it matter if you Blood or you Cuz?

Remember how it was?

The picnics and the parties in the projects

Small time drinkin’, gettin’ high with them armies

Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter

I’m dealin’ with the madness, raised by a single mother

I’m tryin’ to tell you when it’s on

You gotta keep your head to the sky

And be strong, most of all, hold on

Hold on, be strong!

Hold on, be strong!

Hold on, be strong!

When it’s on, it’s on

(Hold on, be strong [*repeats in background*])

I know them ain’t tears comin’ down your face

Wipe your eyes

In this world, only the strong survive, you know?

Hehe, I know it’s hard out there

Welfare, AIDS, earthquakes, muggings, car-jackings

Yeah, we got problems

But believe me when I tell you things always get better

God don’t like ugly, and God don’t like no quitters

You know what Billie Holiday said?

Bay-bee, God bless the child that can hold his own

You know? You got to stand strong

And when these bustas try to knock you out your place

You stand there to they face

Tell ’em “Hold on!”, and be strong

The game don’t stop, huh

This here is black, man

If you don’t never learn nothin’, learn one thing

It don’t stop, ’til the casket drop

Thug for life… feel me?

All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay strong

When things get bad

Especially come the first and the fifteenth

Stay strong, and stay ballin’, hold on

I’ll catch y’all at the next life, we in traffic