paroles de chanson Try 'n Hold Me Back (Lost Soul Mix) - Rob Bailey & The Hustle Standard

I'm takin' this opportunity
To clear this mess out of my head; look at yourself in the mirror
And tell me what a man is without pride; to clear this blood out of my lungs
Tell me what a man is without fire in his eyes
Tell me who the fuck you are!
I don't need a reason
I don't need to think about it
I'm gonna stand right the fuck here
And take this to my fucking chest
Fuck the bottom I belong at the top
I don't think you realize
I am going sky high
Nothing's gonna keep my feet on the ground
I don't think you realize
I'm so fucking sick
Of everyone's lack of honor
I'm so sick
Of everyone's willingness to settle
Why is no one prepared to die for anything?
They try and hold me back
They try and hold me back
They try and hold me back
They try and hold me back
They try and hold me back
They try and hold me back
Try and hold me back
Try and hold me
I'm so fucking sick
Of everyone's lack of honor
I'm so sick
Of everyone's willingness to settle
Why is no one prepared to die for anything?
Try and hold me back
Try and hold me back
Try and hold me back
Try and hold me back
Try and hold me back
Fuck the bottom I belong at the top
Fuck the bottom I belong at the top
Fuck the bottom I belong at the top