Hang On - SHAD

so you know

dudes complain

about distribution

the game

them radio station’s

looping

the same

stupidness

but maybe they aint

playin too much music

on much music

cuz there aint much music

out here with much to it…

when the music’s plays

we aint saying too

much through it

we just add to

the ads

we just do it

then get mad

when they don’t

add us…

now they love louis ck

and david chapelle

'cause the truth is

comedians

speaking more truth

than we in music

like we traded mediums

now we the ones

that act foolish…

plus we need to laugh

cuz peep the stats

see the facts

that murder in

ferguson

aint even half

so we either laugh

or we crying

and if thats

then we dying

so we quiet now

aint a lot of

rappers really trying

we goin out without as

much as a sound

rest in peace much music

rest in peace mike brown

this is right now/

my man said he cant

pipe down

they putting pipelines

right through the grounds

in my town

im waking up too

with too much music

to write down

thats what we fight now

we fight pride

and fight doubt/

lights out

i tell em listen

this system takin' my hope away

thats like me not comin up with smthg dope to say

it only motivates

im so awake

im dreaming of teaming up more mentors and proteges

to go and play on this field

shoulder-to-shoulder blade

steel-like composure

flow’s real/reel like a roll of tape

how the young boy make it feel like the golden age

but still so forward — this warrior’s like golden state

overstanding like golden gate

these gold bars — worth more than some gold record

or golden chain

take that momentum, don’t let it go to waste

feel the faith growin everyday

stay strong, hang on…

and one time

for my heroes on the frontlines

saving young lives on the daily

still driven hyundais

up at sunrise

see the sunshine

and when you come undone

try to just hang on

a hot minute

hang on

im not finished

stop, listen

the old prince story

the plot thickens

hang on

i saw a vision

then lost

then caught a glimpse again

saw it off in the distance

im walkin out on a mission

the picture is always slipping

this talking is how i hang on

hands on

keep grippin to it and stand strong

put that resistance, that commitment

in a dance song

for all the children that the banks didn’t bank on

for all the sistren thats sick of no understanding

played slow pitch

but wont hit if they underhanded

once abandoned but know what a loving man is

and that trust aint too much to demand

from a companion.

hang on

im russell brand entwined with hustle man

im from london, from the motherland,

from another planet

from the underground rubble

ive risen up from atlantis

now im spitting for the humble in the struggle

hang on.