Hold Your Head Up - Heltah Skeltah

Hey yo, I never lie, rhymes is knives ready to sever guys

Never try, that nigga Ruck is a fuckin' better fly

Identify yourself, walkin' in my perimeter

I get rid of ya, with two shots from the dillinger

Who’s willin' to, try to step to

Tall Sean?

I wet you, that’s my word to my nephew

Dante, word is bond, listen to what the Gods say

Grew up the hard way, wearin' nat clothes from hallways

But now the Gods say, get that high when the drum blaze

With bum bitches that run tricks like fuckin' card games --

I shouldn’t listen to what my mom say

Police squads, they can harass me, never a calm day

Hold your head, boy, you know it’s hard

You hold the weight of the planet, it’s your job, you God

Hold your head, boy, I know the shit’s still bad

Hold your head, boy, you know a nigga got your back

You gotta hold on, God, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’mma try

I can’t lie, I’m kinda fucked up since my momma died

Can’t decide right from wrong, nights too long

Seem like Big Ruck have a fight with Sean

It’s like you’ll never part two, you know that

I go to the doctor for advice, he keep givin' me prozac

That’s so wack, the only thing that Sean deserve

Is some weed, money and pussy, to calm my nerve --

Here, here, levitate on this son, what the hell

When the going gets tough?

The tough puff l’s

It’s a known fact, whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger

Think I’mma let you quit?

You dead wrong, bro

I know shit’s berzerk, shit is crazy, got me holdin' heat again

Just came home, fightin' with police, again

Son, they testin' me, but never let them get the best of me

I ain’t even do shit, plus I been stashed the weapon, see

The whole world a broke fool, it ain’t cool

That’s why in the ninety-now, the rules are 'fuck the rules'

Feel like I’m psychic, watchin' all the shit, I dream again

Make me wish I never dream, let the madness begin

Hold your head, boy, you know it’s hard

You hold the weight of the planet, it’s your job, you God

Hold your head, boy, do it for M.F.C.,

Hold you head, boy, without you there would be no me

Hold your head up, high

Keep ya face to the sky

Things are gonna get better

After all that

Hold your head up, high

Don’t let life get you down

We’re always go together

I promise, we’ll make it by

I promise, we’ll make it by