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letra de yesterday - boot camp clik

[sample]
well i keep holdin’ on to yesterday

[verse 1: buckshot]
holdin’ it down for the good and bad times
on the low from the pole when you couldn’t stash your nine
it was, junior high, we was new to high
different cl-ss, pinching -ss, watching time slide by
side by side, rider to rider
until i got my record deal and you said i got sour
but, with every second, minute and hour
i see niggas backwords, respect, money and power
like, good lord, could it be the porsche?
that got my best friend jealous and want to come and shoot up my porch
i give him handshakes and hugs
he give me mean mugs
like “f-ck that nigga buckshot that nigga a b-m”
ain’t none of that when i come around though
a nigga will give you a pound for a pound of smoke
shit, snake in the gr-ss and all that though
come up fast get cut for some cash flow, nigga

[sample]
well i keep holdin’ on to yesterday
i keep holdin’ on, enough to say
that it’s wrong

[verse 2: steele]
thinking of a master plan
cause ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand
quote from the god rakim allah
i see what he saw
plus i know what kane felt when he said, “i get raw”
shit changed, when you tryin’ make these papers
like when biz mark made “the vapors”
chuck said it take a nation of millions to hold us back
so we grind for these chips ’till we gripping a thicker stack
you can get with this or you can get with that
these black sheep’s ready to stick niggas or flip a pack
sitting back listening to g rap
feeling “ill street blues” while grippin my new gat
i’m like krs criminal mind
ride ’till i die or lay in solitary confinement
rest in peace justo
by his death, i’m reminded
don’t be thinking shits sweet when you see niggas rhyming

[sample]
well i keep holdin’ on to yesterday
i keep holdin’ on, enough to say
that it’s wrong

[verse 3: tek]
i can’t let my childhood years go away
that’s the only sentimental things that keep me today
the doc’s keep sayin’ that i’m repressing
i’m stuck in depression
that’s why i lash out in aggression
but, that matters what breaks the sight
and the news is the headlines of my life
whether there or nay
hard times i pray
and i hope that my spirit will find it’s way
to a god that’ll [?] words to
hoping that he say, “yeah my dude i hear you”
if not then i’m stuck in my sins
any the only way i know to speak through is my pens
and you, you just like me too
if you knew any better you’d do what i do
but, just keep me in your prayers
it’s the last stand and boot camp is here, so

[sample]
well i keep holdin’ on to yesterday
i keep holdin’ on, enough to say
that it’s wrong

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