Songtexte Hold Up - Junk

In this world, wars have been lost and empires destroyed through moments of weakness

Yeah
Hey yo, incorrect depictions of wealth
Materialized in children till their innocence melts
I'm guilty of it too, just swanging piss to myself
I'll get it big business, push you to the things that they sell
That's the big corporate agenda, need to think for yourself
Ignoring pressure, learning lessons, we'll position you well
The perfect message to us peasants is get rich or you'll fail
It's how they get you; you ain't special, so you think for yourself
That's not depression; it's oppression, it's a prison to sell
Them suppressin' all your questions is a business itself
Industrious, laborious, triumphant, and victorious
Hustle to your customers, be comfortable and glorious
Illustrate reality; ain't comin' for euphoria
I'm the one that's warning you, we're runnin' with some warriors
You wanna be the illustrious of MC's?
Then report on something real, unlike them pictures on your screen
Sippin' lean, flippin' keys, this is just the industry
Sippin' to control us when that business is our imagery
Slingin' cocoa isn't culture, man, that shit is weak
I get it if you do that shit, just so your kids can eat
For record sales, that's the pitch, I'm in disbelief
All we lose in bein' human and it's hard doing usage therapeutics
So I use it through the dark
Phones in our pockets make us stupid and not smart
Like the clothes that we're rocking with the jewelry and cars
That's some true shit, you can't be mad at that
Can't believe they say faggots still in battle rap
Fuck your shoulders or the white and fuck your avalanche
And fuck a snitch, it's not a game, but one backer app
You slang yay that is brainless if you have a dad
Don't know what you're doing, then it's Vegas, you don't have a chance
Little homies need to change up on your habitat (hold up)

Tell me what we teaching to the youth
Why we speaking to them without ever reaching for the truth? (hold up)
Cause all they see is slang, cocaine
But a kilogram's cop a gag and gold chains (Its facked)
Tell me what we teaching to the youth
Why we speaking to them without ever reaching for the truth? (hold up)
Cause all they see is Lambo's, planes
And brands that's from France in the Crackstone Gates (Wake up!)

Hey yo, I think these children need a leader
Steady idiot sipping lean cause that shit'll give you seizures
And I don't mean lean like that building is in Pisa
Man, it's lean's more mysterious than pyramids and geyser
Whatever happened they just twisting up a reef
Or having a drink with a goldie but we're just sipping on tequila
I guess things change quicker than the cheetah kids
Don't want eight shit cause they be picturing they Caesar
Pitch stones, crack rockers for reeds
I'll call your white shoes, cause you won't last longer the streets than name junk
I fuck with trap songs for the beats
I stand out like a pair of sand socks in your feet
But enough about me, the music is the savior
What it was until consuming made us humans be in danger
Glorifying guns making stupid people famous
Selling drugs in the movies don't make it cooler than the glacier
To the youth watching that's pollution in the cranium
All they need to do is go and get em' you'll in forty acres
Workin' don't go crazy like that shooter was invaders
Respect those clothes instead of fieldin' with the neighbors
You're livin' in them only while you're planning for the future
With the children should be told this while I rap I'm their tutor
Understand it's not the triangle of a muta
So manage what I'm sayin', get a handle on it soon (Hold up)

Tell me what we teaching to the youth
Why we speaking to them without ever reaching for the truth? (Hold up)
Cause though they see you slant cocaine
But a kilogram's cop a gag and go change (Its facked)
Tell me what we teaching to the youth
Why we speaking to them without ever reaching for the truth? (Hold up)
Cause though they see you slant boats, planes
And brands that's from France and the Crackstone Gates (Wake up)