Teksty:
Days Of The New Hang On To This

?s what I got to hang on Doin' what I got to That?s what I got to hang on Hang on to this Hang on to this Hang on to this

Got to hang on Cause I'm doin what I got to What I got to hang on Hanging on by a thread this is what I got So hang on to this Keep me pacified The light

get together like it's New Years Eve Met a lot of girls but is you what I need I live life fast... Tryna hang on passenger... I need a companion on this

some other way to fly And three days straight was no big feat To get by on no food or sleep and crazy was becoming my new norm I'd pass out on the bedroom

coppin' keep the bottles poppin' This time around either your in or your out This time around you better watch your mouth This time around you gon' hang or bang This

this beat [Chorus: Z-Ro] Ever since I could remember I been on my grind, All the time Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my mind I had

it again) Okay, I remember the days (let's do it again) High rights, low lefts, even stevens and fades (do it a) Troops, Lottos, and BK's, those was the days

sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin' Music comes on

on for hours and I probably will But I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called Malice, yeah ooh In this town called Malice, yeah In this town