Hold the crowd, hold crowd down like gravity

Cross the heart and hope to die, die!
Forget

Hold the crowd down like gravity

We’re looking at the world in which we live in
Some people see that as a curse
But we must see it as a blessing, a [bad word] We’ve got [bad word] up out of the [bad word] You know, for a resurrection, not for incarceration
We’ve got to free our mind
Music is a blessing from God
Don’t let nobody player-hate on the culture
Stand up, pay the [bad word] to power
Let’s keep [bad word] We’ve got to keep our [bad word] alive
It’s not a curse; it’s a blessing

Hold the crowd down, crowd down like gravity
Down like gravity, down

Cross the heart, heart and hope to die, die!
Forget

Hold the crowd, hold crowd down, down, down…
Hold the crowd down, hold crowd down…

Cross the heart and hope to die, die!
Nothin’ from me

Cross the heart, cross the heart and hope to die!
Forget
Down, down, down, down…

Hold the crowd, hold crowd down like gravity