Lord Hold My Hand

[Intro: Smithsonian Folkways]
Lord, hold my hand while I run this race, wo-, wo-, woah
Lord, hold my hand while I ru-, run this race

[Smithsonian Folkways continue in the background]

[Hook: Jalen Santoy]
Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
My Lord hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
I'm just sayin', Lord, hold my hand and I will not die in these streets
Ooh, Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets

[Verse 1: Jalen Santoy]
Black owned business is where cement is shipped
Everyone lined up, ain't no innocence here
I'm the one you should fear, look at the cap
Look at the tag on my back when they see where I'm at in the [?]
Black
They don't like that, no, they don't like that
Now we ride to stones and got a bite back
Had to switch it up 'cause it was like that
Now I got my freedom and my strives
'Cause I interfere them living life
I can't let it trap me in my mind
Do mama fell alone, I can't decide
Do I wanna be alone I'll let you ride
But I know things like this don't just happen for no reason
Got my own thing, my mind transform things and now I'm teaching, like
I, my, try, my, look how I got'em sayin'

[Hook: Jalen Santoy]
Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
My Lord hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
I'm just sayin', Lord, hold my hand and I will not die in these streets
Ooh, Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets

[Bridge: Jalen Santoy]
You know, sometimes everybody need somebody to lean on
I just got off the phone with little cousin at the end of the day
They just tell me how things been changing on the way
And you know, it's awesome, look

[Verse 2: Jalen Santoy]
Like why you go back to that life when you know it ain't right, now you got you a kid
Walk through with the gun in your hand like you goin' to stand with the [?]
I knew what it was when you said it in letter and letter be gassin' no kids
Like why you be talkin' like that but be scared to react when you ain't held a smoke and you're black
I know you smoke backwards to get acted up when the judge bring back good news
Sayin' how you givin' it up, but look how you given it up
You call me collect, but we don't connect, your mother be stressin' enough
She ain't had raised little thug, all of the above, on everything I love, only One can judge

[Hook: Jalen Santoy]
Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
My Lord hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
I'm just sayin', Lord, hold my hand and I will not die in these streets (careful)
Ooh, Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets

[Outro: Unknown, Smithsonian Folkways]
Lord, hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
(Lord, hold my hand while I run this race, wo-, wo-, woah)
Hey, Lord hold my hand, so I will not die in these streets
(Lord, hold my hand while I ru-, run this race)