• Artist: Clearwater
  • Title: Hold Me
  • Genre: Electronic - House/Dance/Progressive
  • Mood: Ambient/Spacious, Laid Back/Groovy
  • Speed: Medium Fast (95-130)
  • Instruments: Electronic Sounds/Noises, Textures/pads, Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), Loops/Samples, Horns/Woodwinds/Brass, Keyboards/Organs
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 10/6/2011
  • Lyric themes: Self-Empowerment, Music/Art, Independence, Optimism, Triumph Success, Transcendence
  • Lyrics: Hold Me 1st Verse So I open my eyes I give a couple quotes to the skies Focus and rise I hope I can fly Please Lord show me a sign I’ve got my back against the pavement I’ve noticed the time I’m open like Randy Moss I’m more like Brady How I’m throwing people tracks But I snuck a few lately I like my luck cause I be flowing like crazy Though I keep it on the low They say you flow, I say maybe I’m the rebirth of good music, nice and smooth The ladies like to move They like the groove And how I give to em so they get the feeling to do Whatever it takes to do the things they need to do I heard a few say the youth need to step up their game So we created Clearwater and we crept in this lane Some haters call it left field others call it the real I don’t care, long as you follow the drill Now hold this come on. 2nd Verse I heard a few wanted to dance I want to talk politics, so this is me at glance I’m seizing the chance and Ms. Vernice is peace with the plan It’s A-trax and Derrick P. we keep increasing the fans With three in the fam, the band, and a reason to jam We give the people what they want, and keep the heat for the scams Think long term, the short sight is green in our hands The aftermath is better records and a reason to play em I keep it moving, I don’t have no time for talk about change If you ain’t living what you speaking, then get off of my plane I want to rap like Com Sense, I want to sell like Jay I want my tracks to transcend the crap we’re hearing today So when I write, I don’t care who’s the hardest on wax I know a couple artist trapped doing time for their straps So there it is laid out, and it ain’t said to dis So all my homies hold your head, and all my fans hold this, come on 3rd Verse Another record for the ages My thoughts are ageless I wonder will they play this And yet you wonder why I say this, Cause what’s hot is a lot of drop and you can’t say shit And what’s not is considered flop, who can change this And the board remains nameless same shhh I want a record with the roots But T-Payne is guaranteed to bring some money to the group So, here we are We’re standing at the crossroads trying to complete these bars I had a half a brick of dro left in the whip one day So should I flip, or should I hit my dog like get your weight I got a call from a psychic, she said it’s your day Hung up the phone and my baby said, it’s okay I said I know but I just get so pissed She handed my my own disk And said, here hold this, come on.
  • Keywords: Brass, Guitar, Glam
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