Hold on hope

When you don’t call
Wake up, and wait for vision
Search for light, in darkened rooms

Let me see, all the figures behind me
Courage low, and faint of heart

I can feel it, I can feel it
And now i see it, and now i see it’s right
You gotta go away to come back home
To stop holding on, to stop holding on,

To stop holding on, and admit it’s wrong

I’m not giving up, I’m not old enough
To be certain of alone, feel so alone

I’m not giving up, I’m not old enough
I’m not giving up, what it feels to be alone

Choosing rope, So I don’t call,

Wake up To make The decision

Looking up, this darkened room, an older blue
And the phone starts to call, leaves me reeling
And I can feel it’s right, and I feel it’s right
To come back home,

To be holding on, to be holding on,

to be holding on, to be holding on
And I’m not giving up I’m not old enough I’m not giving up
What it feels to be alone

Rap dude smack you i don’t got an attitude
Grab you slash you this is how i battle cruise

Straight to the centre caution do not enter

I be eating rappers i ain’t even meant to

I’m a little mental stab you with a pencil

I can see through you kind of like a stencil


I’m built tough no ford here rap top speed
No fourth gear

dark side beats no force here

Crew on top no falls dear



Eh yo i hate this beat
I hate these rhymes

The life i live is a life of crime


Here i be there it is
Hide your wife hide your kids
Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live



The bell tolls with the reapers glory

What you seen in life you couldn’t read in story

You people bore me you see me snoring

I be up all night don’t see the morning

Leave you john doe till you peoples mourning

Now i hit the sky so you can see me soaring


You ain’t so tough with that bad boy tuck

Ima get it how i’m living ima walk the walk outline my lines
I rap through thought

body bag the verse outlined in chalk


Eh yo i hate this beat
I hate these rhymes

The life i live is a life of crime


Here i be there it is
Hide your wife hide your kids

Did a stretch did a bitch like a jungle where i live