Can't Hold On

[Intro] What up ? Rock, uh-uh Yeah, yeah, okay We gon' do one like this y'all Uh, Listen up [Verse 1: MED] We was young niggas off liquor in the street lights Dice games, and street names, everybody tight ! House parties get the mic and tell the DJ Pull them hoes in a High school hall ways And won't fade like niggas blaze, stress all day I'm talking Kane, KRS, Cube Flavor Flave, Slick Rick, gold chains Before Escalades were two ways, the time a dollar was two [?] We got a little older, search for new things Some turned out effortly to deal us some join gangs Friends and enemies, remain us to face Spit liquor for all my people who's now graves Homies and cages, traps in a way for ages Rap kept me on this track for fadin' To my niggas on these blocks that's hot or not These memories of time is all you've got Ain't nothing like Memory Lane, but in my head I ear my Mom that said [Sample : Bobby Caldwell] And how many times will I told you ? You can't hang on to the past [Verse 2: MED] I remember, days of kool aid stains on the shirt The youngs squirts, one of the preacher looking up skirts The [?] (Damn where's my own work ?) For first hustling [?] [?] Different color of Reeboks, stripe socks Mama [?] Everybody [?] miss Hip-hop Still liquor on these block [?] Sometimes these memories is all you've got Ain't nothing like Memory Lane, but in my head ear my Mom that said [Sample : Bobby Caldwell] And how many times will I told you ? You can't hang on to the past