MTG MC - Hold Lyrics

Okay, rehearsal's going well y'all, but this is gonna be a big show
We gotta make sure everything goes smoothly, so let's take this serious
Come on, Dre, chill out. We got this like a million times. We can handle this
Tommy, you're the main one I'm concerned about, bro. You're always spacing out in big crowds
Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, Dre. Just let it go, man
We all just need to be having a good time tonight
You know, we just gotta get through this
Okay, whatever bro but
Theo what's up with that solo man
(Tired of waiting, for my chance)
Dre, I really don't know, we're going through a lot of songs
(Holding on for so long)
And I don't know if we're gonna have the time though, but
See... Its always the same shit with you man
My mind's steady racing, jumping from every word
Shadows covered up my work
Can't hold on
Can't hold on
Been so long
I can't hold on
My mind is slipping
Hold on
Gotta hold on
For this one chance
I remember watching
You struggling to simply hold a note
We worked against the clock and
You finally tapped into your potential
I would take you on the block when
I had shows with my niggas getting cash
I would show you the way to get a bag
You learned quick and started to get attached
To the limelight, tried to shine bright
Upstaging everyone, you set the vibe right
Had the looks, had the sound, had the whole caboodle
You grew fast
I knew that I couldn't hold a candle to you though
A fool that was bullheaded heading straight to the moon
Don't forget how good you had it
Never had a mentor to show me the ropes
I had to learn quick or my ship would sink, fall to the curb
If I wasn't hip to have the shit that I had to coach you through
Without me, you would never have the coats you do
All the mink, the patent leathers, the hats with the feathers
I can't believe you put me to the side like soldiers holding barrettas
I never would have thought you could be so selfish
To finally get my limelight, damn I was hellbent
You made it worse, adding two other niggas
Three's a crowd but having four will kill my momentum
With all this, I'm somehow supposed to hold onto my descent
Oh nah, it can't be helped
I can't sit still
For years I've been holding it in
Till' finally I snapped
And that night was when I decided I would take it into my own hands
An accident orchistrated, yeah
No longer Theo and The Journeymen
A void I would have created
Tired of waiting for my chance
Holding on for so long
My mind's steady racing
Jumping from every word
Shadows cover up my work
Can't hold on
Can't hold on
Been so long
I can't hold on
Been so long
My mind's slipping
Hold on
Gotta hold on
To this one chance
It's twelve o'clock
Ears ringing
Shots were fired all around
The whole plan went south
I'm sitting down to reminisce on my couch
Feeling stressed from all this pent up energy
Dialing up my honey to give me some relief
Minutes pass, an empty flask on the table
Liquor splashed down my throat
Burning feeling made me choke
Now somebody at the door knocking
I stumble, make my way to the handle
Sandra came here quicker than I thought
Now I jamble the lock
Open up
Hold up
A sudden stop
I'm shocked
It's Theo standing in the doorway
Posted up with a Glock
Locked and ready to pop
I push him back
He stumbles and falls back on the couch
He a mess
It smell like a pub in this bitch
Now look at this bitch
Out here drunk or some shit
Almost like he's celebrating
Pull the hammer
Ready to squeeze
But I hold back
Pleading that Semore lied
And this was a random attack
Don't want to have to go blat on my nigga Dre
But this is something I cannot go back on
Oh my God
I can't take this nigga stand up
He yelling at me
Saying it wasn't even meant to be this way
But nigga you had it coming
You made me this way
All the fans
All the glam that you had from the band
Was meant for me
But you kept me in the back
God damn
I heard enough, I rammed him
Then I rushed for my piece
It's bleak but this nigga here is done
Dre is tough
Pushes me
Then gets up
Knock my teeth
Now it's up
Buck for buck
Blasting praying that the other's gone
Now it's gone
Quiet
Feel a warm sensation
Flowing on my side
Blood loss
From my shoulder
From my stomach
From my thigh
Look at Dre with tears rolling down my eyes
Now I
I'm falling
Before I hit the ground
One last aim
To put a bullet
Between his brow
I missed
And now he's standing over me
It's getting dark
But his face
I can clearly see
Let off two shots
Hit his chest
Now he kneeling right next to me
He slumps over
I see him writhing in pain
As the blood mixes
He's struggling my name
Out of his lips and
Now we lying face to face
My vision fading
Was it worth all the pain
I try to say
But I'm not budging
Nonstop buzzing
All in my ear
Now
The doorbell buzzing
Footsteps are
Rushing my rear
A woman screaming
Dre looks up
He sees her saying
Sandra come here
But she doesn't hear
Screaming for help
As the blood's on the heels
Run for a towel
Hoping to heal
But this ain't fiction
Our story's ending right here
Right now
In this apartment
Holding on long enough to hear
Dre whispering something
Under