The Chase (feat. Kadhja Bonet)

I need you more than you could know

You know I hit it almost every time and then I missed one

How we gon' get ourselves up out of this one?

Hard to get up from this like Sonny Liston

Feel like Isaiah, Laimbeer with the Pistons

Bad boys but no Will Smith’n, only real fiction

Got to the fork in the road, then split decision

I could either split or rethink my own decisions

That would take a little more time and more wisdom

That would take a little more grind and more vision

What’s the difference between the poor and the rich man?

Standin' in line, or havin' wrist bands

These are lessons you learn with no tuition

Hold on and ride for your own

Together in spirit form

With your hands I can hold

In your heart there is hope

Time has no weight without hands to imply

Who we are, who we see is so much clearer now

We may not be in their sites

But that don’t take us out of clear view

Hold on, hold tight, hold tight

Hold on If not for you then I

Hold on and ride for your own

Together in spirit form