Testo Hold On

Yo Anju Blaxx
Tell the ghetto youth them
Hold on
One day we’ll be free at last

If your mother gone
Or your daddy gone
Hold faith in a the Gideon Unno everybody perfect like giddi man
Have fi make the millions
Strapped with me K fi enemy plans
Mi bad charge dem weh a hold remand
One day you’ll be free at last
Grow coarse like prison wall
Everything we still get the minimal
Society still treat we like criminals
But one day we’ll be free at last
Jamaica

Hold on
On day we’ll be free at last
Hold on
On day we’ll be free at last
Spread your wings and fly away
Freedom come my way (Yeah)
Long rifle and hand grenade
The system make people ‘fraid
Sufferation from Africa to India
Suicide world, this we live inna
It’s like a sinking sand, this we dig inna
But one day we’ll be free at last

You no fi trust every gal
Mi no trust no friend, mi no trust pen pal
Them same one gon plan your funeral
Eat fish and bread and
Then them sing and laugh
Real thugs from the day mi born
No sell out fi no damn True Religion
Bamma terror and scumpy memories live on
Unuh mother hope unuh soul is free at last

Spread your wings and fly away
Freedom come my way (Yeah)
Long rifle and hand grenade
The system make people ‘fraid
Sufferation from Africa to India
Suicide world, this we live inna
It’s like a sinking sand, this we dig inna
But one day we’ll be free at last

Hold on
On day we’ll be free at last
Hold on
On day we’ll be free at last