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Tupac - Hold Ya Head lyrics
My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers Island
 Mumia Atumie, Gerino Pratt,
 All the political Prisoners
 San Quiton
 "Can you see him?"
 "I See Him"
[2Pac:] "I'm Alive"
 Yeah
 One Thug, One Thug
How do we keep the music playing
One Thug, One Thug
 I wake up early in the morning
 My state so Military
 Suckas Fantasize, Pictures of a
 Young Brother Buried
 Was it me, The Weed, Or this life I lead
 If daytime is for suckas then
 Tonight we Bleed
 Out for all that
 Knowing that this world brings drawbacks
 Look how this shit bumps
 Once I deliver these war raps
 Meet me at the cemetary
 Dressed in Black
 Tonight we
 Follow the dead
 And those who won't be back
 So if I die
 To the same for me
 Shed no tear
 An Outlaw, thug living in this game,
 For years
 Why worry,
 Hope to god
 Get me high
 When I'm burried
 Knowing deep inside me
 Only if yah love
 Come rush me to the gates of heaven
 Let me picture for a while
 How I live for my days, as a child
 I wonder now
 How do we outlast, always get cash
 Stay strong if we all mash
 Hold Your head
[Chorus]
 How do we keep the music playing
 How do we get ahead
 To many young black brothers are dying
 Living Fast, too fast
 These felonies be like prophecies
 Begging me to stop
 Cuz These lawyers getting money
 Everytime they knock us
 Slashing pockets lyricallyTupac - Hold Ya Head - http://motolyrics.com/tupac/hold-ya-head-lyrics.html
 Suckas fleed when they notice
 Switched my name to Makaveli
 Had the rap game closed
 Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows
 They froze
 Now suckas idealize my choosen Blows
 More money mean litigating
 More Playa hating
 Got a cell at the penn for me waiting
 Is this my fate
 Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking
 Me fall back
 Never That
 Too much Tequilla drinking
 We all that
 Make them understand me
 Hey I'll stay all night out with my Posse
 Everyone roll with me is family
 Cuz everybodies got me
 Watch me paint a perfect vision
 This life we living
 Got us all meeting up in Prison
 Last week I got a letter from my road dog
 Written in Blood
 Saying, "Please show a young playa love"
 Hold your head
 Hold it
[Chorus]
 How do we keep the music playing
 How do we get ahead
 To many young black brothers are dying
 Living Fast, too fast
 God bless the child that can hold is own
 Indeed
 Enemies Bleed when I hold my chrome
 Let these words be to last
 To my unborn seeds
 Hope to raise my young nation
 In this world of greed
 Currency means nothing if you still ain't free
 Money breeds jealousy
 Take the game from me
 I hope for better days
 Trouble comes naturally
 Running from authorities
 Till they capture me
 And my AIM is to spread more smiles than tears
 Utilalize lessons learned from my childhood years
 Maybe Mama had it all right
 Rest your head
 Straight converstion all night
 Bless the dead
 To the homies that I usta have
 That no longer roll
 Catch a brother at the crossroads
 Plus nobody knows my soul
 Watching time pass
 Through the glass of my drop top
 Hold your head
[Chorus]









