Hold Up, Hold Up

To embrace life one must also fully embrace the prospect of death; over the past 6 months I’ve had plenty of time to ponder this, mostly in the chemo clinic during infusions.

Tomorrow is the last appointment of its kind that’s been scheduled; and I’m looking forward to not thinking so much about those things, while still focusing on rebel cell death within my own liver… such a dichotomy of intentions and feelings this affliction offers. It’s definitely not for the weak-minded.

Hit it, Snoop!

Hold up, hold up
I bet you thinking that we dead
Hold up, hold up
I have this bullet in my head
Hold up, hold up
Mama what’s them words you said?
Hold up, hold up
Why you make us think you’re dead?

Oh they, oh they think we dead
Oh they, oh they think we dead
Oh they, oh they think we dead
Oh they, oh they think we dead
Oh they, oh they think we dead
Oh they, oh they think we dead

Hold up, hold up
Me and Dilla ’bout to blow some trees 
Hold up, pass to Austin and to Freddie Mercury
Don’t need nobody, we bouncin’ on that Astral Plane
Hold up, hold up
I think I just forgot my name
(That’s cause you’re dead)

Nickel plated nine
Bang bang blow your mind
Beep beep flatline
Gotta get yours, I been had mine
Hold my hand, laying in the bed
Family crying, they think he dead
No jokes no hoax
Felt his palm, he had no pulse
Could’ve been the drank, it might’ve been the smoke
In light of all that he was considered dope
And now I’m left to keep you strong
And I kept you Flying Lotus and I step too
You can’t run, just gonna get you
I was live when I met you
Now this seems to upset you
This what the shit gon’ get you: Death

4 thoughts on “Hold Up, Hold Up”

  1. HOLD UP!
    Pain
    HOLD UP!
    Fear
    HOLD UP!
    Depression
    HOLD UP!
    Continuous struggle continuous struggle
    HOLD UP!
    FAMILY
    HOLD UP!
    SPIRIT
    HOLD UP!
    STRENGTH
    HOLD UP!
    PRAYER
    HOLD UP!
    HUMOR
    HOLD UP!
    LOVE

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