Luyện nghe bài hát Holding on

Elzhi> I know I might sound I got a cold and I'm sneezing
But I'm grown and i'm
Hear the tone in my
Both of my parents gone for a
Daddy's wrong just for
Mother on and I'm grieving
Now spirits above the stones and the
She belongs in the teaching where there's a throne in the
And inside my bones I'm believing
my poems that I'm reading is the psalms to my freedom
But can be known as decieving
What I'm isn't pleasing
me wanna throw stones at a deacon
In his when he preachin
See that's Satan making my heart cold as a breeze till it's from freezin
get right
I'm might not it over this evening
Cause your time here is shorter than going from weezing
And I my nigga Tone he was bleeding
Through his clothes it was leaking from some chromes that was
Now when I'm all alone I be I'm against all odds
Praying that God show me the evens
But I'm sick of being poor the season
dro through the drinking
With two hoes through the
Bout to bone I semen

T3> But sometimes I feel on these streets
It gets cold in streets
My heart and soul on streets
I lost my so I hold to a piece
Of a place,date and
we both entertwined
It was love for a son
Although he had love for his son visits none to seldom
I sit on the porch till the mail
And when it
never was a letter with my name(damn)
But was ther for me
She it down cause she cared for me
She left
Even in her last breath when she next to death
She was always at her
Never
why i love her

You keep holdin on
You gotta keep keep holdin on keep on 4x