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Hang On Video (MV)




Performed By: 3rd Strike
Language: English
Length: 4:16
Written by: Wes Farrell, Bert Russell




3rd Strike - Hang On Lyrics
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The past is gone
Fading like the sunset
Fills me up inside
Dropping like a death threat

Well I'm a lover
And then a fighter
No easy rider
Just like my fallen brothers

Watchin' over me
Hip to the game
But the game brought the pain
Starin' at the walls

I'm wondering how I'm gonna make it out
Destiny to victory
You gotta run before you crawl
You must rise above it

Listen up to our life
All your dreams are misgueided
Hang on
Holding on to your pride

But it won't get you what you want

Life will bring you up
Life will put you down
Life will build you up
And then burn you down

Step inside and testify
You're starin' at you death
But you won't stop to catch you motherf*cking breath
Petty bangsters playin' up the pranksters

Runnin' from the officer
City executioner
Come alive don't dive into the violent life
So leave the light on

'Cause I'll be coming right on up
Quick fast
As I dash for the cash
I'm leaving all those other motherf*ckers in the past

[Chorus]
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English

The past is gone
Fading like the sunset
Fills me up inside
Dropping like a death threat

Well I'm a lover
And then a fighter
No easy rider
Just like my fallen brothers

Watchin' over me
Hip to the game
But the game brought the pain
Starin' at the walls

I'm wondering how I'm gonna make it out
Destiny to victory
You gotta run before you crawl
You must rise above it

Listen up to our life
All your dreams are misgueided
Hang on
Holding on to your pride

But it won't get you what you want

Life will bring you up
Life will put you down
Life will build you up
And then burn you down

Step inside and testify
You're starin' at you death
But you won't stop to catch you motherf*cking breath
Petty bangsters playin' up the pranksters

Runnin' from the officer
City executioner
Come alive don't dive into the violent life
So leave the light on

'Cause I'll be coming right on up
Quick fast
As I dash for the cash
I'm leaving all those other motherf*ckers in the past

[Chorus]
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Writer: Wes Farrell, Bert Russell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., MORRIS MUSIC, INC.

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