opened the window so let's not close the shade Holdin' on 'cause the memory of you is something I just can't erase Holdin' on I don't know what to do
the window So let's not close the shade CHORUS Holdin' on 'Cause the memory of you Is something I just can't erase Holdin' On I don't know what to do '
Translation: Chicago. Holdin' On.
too much on the line You got to hold on, hold on, baby Hold on, hold on, baby Got to hold on, hold on baby Got to hold on, hold on baby
chooses the rules to the game Please hold on, stay with me Tell me what you have in mind Please hold on, stay with me Baby, don't you leave me behind Please hold on
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops I just laugh at, nigga wishin' they were this hot Guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off Better that than pissed on
{"Sirius" by Alan Parsons Project plays in the background.. better known to some as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music} [P. Diddy] Yeah can you
house,yeah (verse one) You go on and on and you don't stop Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop Belt and a club,I'm leaving tracks on the
with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone where I can hold her tight But she lives on
are so professional Our little purple star, too good for earth you are (Now, I'm sittin' here) Houston's missing you, LA's missing you DC's missing you, Chicago
out the good stuff You never gonna learn in school Comes easy in this part of town I brought my sticks, we're sittin' in, all night Better be quick, gotta hold on
's members names, so a blank line Denotes a change in vocalist.... Yo nod What's up b-lo? Hey man, niggaz tryin' to stir up shit between amongst us And chicago
, after you catch a tiger you can catch a hoe, there's your hoe, kiss a hoe, fuck a hoe Diss a hoe, I'm Peavey Wheatstraw from the Southside of Chicago
Ninety slid in naked now I got a baby girl Ain't this a bitch, myself still a child I want to hang on eighty-seven corners act wild on Stoney Isle
