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2Pac (Tupac Shakur) - Hold On Be Strong Lyrics Representing Tupac online since ! "And the raps that I'm rappin to my community shouldn't be filled with rage? They shouldn't be filled with same attrocities that they gave me? The media they don't talk about it, so in my raps I have to talk about it, and it seems foreign because there's no one else talking about it." Tupac Amaru Shakur (T.I.P) Check out ThugCDs. for unreleased Makaveli CDs and 2Pac DVDs! If you want to print these lyrics, click here for a printable version. Hold on. *lighter flicks up* Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby *inhales* It'll get better. *coughing* Ay do this Thug main, Thug When this whole beat drop we just gon' run it to em bet It's all good, uhh 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 drivebys 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 to help me The marijuana had my mind gone it wasn't healthy I travelled 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 thangs that a Thug goes through And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on Chorus: repeat 4X Hold on, be strong, hold on Be strong, hold on 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 'fore 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 Chorus Interlude: Hold on, be strong I know them ain't tears comin down your face When it's on it's on but Wipe your eyes Hold on, be strong In this world When it's on it's on but Only the strong survive y'know Hold on, be strong Hmm, I know it's hard out there When it's on it's on but Welfare Hold on, be strong AIDS, earthquakes Cause when it's on it's on but Muggings, carjackings Hold on, and be strong Yeah we got problems Cause when it's on it's on but But believe me when I tell you Hold on, and be strong Things always get better Cause when it's on it's on but God don't like ugly Hold on, and be strong And God don't like no quitters Cause when it's on it's on but You know what Billie Holiday said bay-bee Hold on, and be strong God bless the child that can hold his own Cause when it's on it's on but Y'know? Hold on, and be strong You got to stand strong Cause when it's on it's on but And when these bustas try to knock you out your place Hold on, and be strong You stand there to they face Cause when it's on it's on but Tell em hold on, and be strong Hold on, and be strong The game don't stop Cause when it's on it's on but H Hold on, and be strong This here is black main Cause when it's on it's on but If you don't never leave nothin, learn one thing Hold on, and be strong It don't stop, til the casket drop Hold on 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 Intro: 2Pac Only God can judge me, is that right? [synth voice] Only God can judge me now Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else All you other mother ers get out my business Verse One: 2Pac Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me Chorus: 2Pac [synth voice] Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby [synth voice] Only God Hahahahahahahaha [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge [synth cont.] me, only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me And only God can [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me Only God can judge me [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me [synth voice] Only God can judge me now *heart monitor: long beep* Flatline! Verse : 2Pac I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly* screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops* I'm having nig ares, homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurts I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime of hate Dear Mama, can you save me? And peace Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it's a million mother ers stressin just like me Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations Interlude: 2Pac That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That's for real) and I don't see why everybody feel as though that they gotta tell me how to live my life (You know?) Let me live baby, let me live Verse : Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement? He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real Got him, lurked him, crept the up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin behind my back like a would Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would It be them same mother ers in your face that'll rush up in your place to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch My new is so fetti already sold a key of ounce , remember Tupac and 4-Tay Them same brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz Been livin lavish like a player all day Now I'm bout to floss em off, player with 4-Tay Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations [4Tay] Only God main [2Pac] That right? [4Tay] That's real [2Pac] Hahahahahaha [4Tay] everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin? [2Pac] Man, look here man My only fear of death is comin back to this reincarnated That's for the homey mental We up out Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade Text Text Text Text Text Text Text Text