[Lyric] “Hold On” - N4L Game 7 - NY East Vs. DET East (New York Renegades, Detroit Diamondbacks)

NY East

Prophelinni:
They tried to sell me a dream, wasn’t sold on the price
What I hold on will make 'em have to hold on to Christ
Niggas so gone, now they tryna hold on to life
My soul so gone, that’s why I’m tryna hold on to mics

Showtime:
I tried to give my boy a tip
Hold on, on sellin them bricks
He wasn’t tryna hear that shit and he got pinched
That should’ve been his cue to cool off, but now they nailed him on the files
As soon as they got the prints like Lisa McDowell, shoulda held on

Lu Lav:
I'm holding on to my sanity, waiting here for my win
Like a doctor for ratchet women, my patience been wearing thin
I’m in the realest state, I’ll loan a rapper bars, so cold
Just pay homage or in return, it’ll get ya foreclosed on
J. Artiste:
I go through episodes and channel them like A&E
To feel alive, I handle evil by flipping A and E
I’ll let that sink in and while it does, just know that there were days where I was sinking
Over my overthinking, hold on

DET East

Sicario Sosa:
Been through the coldest storm, I'm barely holding on
I was in a 6 at 23 just like I know LeBron
When every summer come and go, another soul to mourn
Home is where the heart is, where you living when you know it's gone?

AP:
Know it's wrong, barely holding on with my loaded bong
When no one had my back the work took me in with open arms
World left me torn, mobbing deep in a quiet storm
With heat that's in the summer no wonder we see the global warm

Savage Poet:
Whenever I feel like I’m losing my grip
I use my musical gifts to improve and influence the views of the dude in the mirror
They said I got a hold on these lines, busy signal
The way I monster ink, you’d think I’m Billy Crystal
Kravvy:
It's really simple, time go fast as a race car
Grab the cymbal, boy don't crash, gotta break hard
Wait for the signal, never offset, gotta takeoff
Top like a shingle, my head stoned, brain is a graveyard