Hold On
Was-a-Bee Lyrics


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The crucifix on the wall
Freedom of expression
Religion but the manifestation is flawed
Christianity prevailing over Islam songs
I'm a Christian but I wanna preach equality for all
The signs of displacement forming society in a wasteland
We're dancing on our tiny graces
The rich man speaks up
The poor feeling like a fifteen year old boys, sick
Fuck the riches our paintings gonna drop
Hold up a minute we're gonna turn it up a notch
My right as a person of color
I feel the aggravation molding you, helping you devour
But who am I sitting on this pedestal
In a situation of misplaced good will
Desiring to be understood
In the corner cloaked in a hood
(Who's right, what's right, what should I believe)
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Blazing with the fire the dragons gave us
Balancing this elemental make up
Stopping to keep shop
But the dance can't be held up
It's me and you
Me with my tie and you with the groove
I stop for a moment to look
Reading like a closed book
Angular rhythms shaking this next hook
You liberate my thoughts mistook
So just come on and on and on and on
You can teach me songs of old
And the age capturing deceptions making us stay
Grazing to the sky
Dripping colors wherever we fly
Run to the trees
My acorn top
Flare tops you can't keep up.
How was it for you, we'll make it up to you
Just watch just watch
(Who's right, what's right, what should I believe)
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
(On tv, and radio, I've read the papers and magazines)
(I tried, but I'm still confused, what are the facts, how can I tell?)
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down
I don't want to
Hold you down




I don't want to
Hold you down

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Hold On" by Was-a-Bee touch on themes of religion, societal displacement, inequality, and the struggle to be understood. The crucifix on the wall represents the presence of religion and freedom of expression, but the manifestation of religion is flawed. The lyrics mention Christianity prevailing over Islam songs, highlighting the imbalances and prejudices that exist. The singer, though a Christian, desires equality for all.


The lyrics also address the signs of displacement and a wasteland society, where people are dancing on their small graces. The rich man speaks up, while the poor feel sick and marginalized. The lyrics express a frustration with wealth and a desire for change, as the singer exclaims, "Fuck the riches our paintings gonna drop."


The second paragraph reflects on the singer's position as a person of color and the aggravation they feel, as well as their own uncertainties and doubts. They long to be understood, but also acknowledge their own role in the situation. The chorus repeats the phrase "I don't want to hold you down," perhaps emphasizing the singer's desire for freedom and an equal playing field.


The third paragraph talks about the fire the dragons gave, representing passion and intensity. The lyrics speak of the balance between the singer with their tie and the other person with their groove, signifying different perspectives and experiences coming together. The singer pauses to observe the other person, feeling captivated and liberated by their thoughts. The lyrics convey a sense of unity and connection as they urge the other person to come on and teach them songs of old.


In conclusion, "Hold On" by Was-a-Bee explores themes of religion, inequality, displacement, and the desire for understanding. It raises questions about belief systems and the struggle to find a sense of belonging and equality within society.


Line by Line Meaning

The crucifix on the wall
The symbol of Christianity displayed prominently


Freedom of expression
The right to express oneself freely


Religion but the manifestation is flawed
Religion has imperfections in its execution


Christianity prevailing over Islam songs
Christianity being more widespread than Islamic beliefs


I'm a Christian but I wanna preach equality for all
Despite being a Christian, I advocate for equal treatment of everyone


The signs of displacement forming society in a wasteland
Visible indicators of societal disruption and decay


We're dancing on our tiny graces
We are cherishing the small blessings in life


The rich man speaks up
The wealthy person shares their opinions


The poor feeling like a fifteen year old boys, sick
The less fortunate experiencing a sense of illness and vulnerability


Fuck the riches our paintings gonna drop
I disregard material wealth, focusing on our artistic creations


Hold up a minute we're gonna turn it up a notch
Wait a moment, things are about to get more intense


My right as a person of color
My entitlement as an individual with a non-white racial background


I feel the aggravation molding you, helping you devour
I sense the irritation shaping you, fueling your consumption


But who am I sitting on this pedestal
However, why am I putting myself in a position of superiority


In a situation of misplaced good will
Finding myself in a circumstance where good intentions go astray


Desiring to be understood
Yearning for others to comprehend me


In the corner cloaked in a hood
Being secluded and concealed in a dark place


(Who's right, what's right, what should I believe)
(Questioning the truth, moral correctness, and what to believe)


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress


Blazing with the fire the dragons gave us
Burning brightly with the passions bestowed upon us


Balancing this elemental make up
Maintaining equilibrium within our essential composition


Stopping to keep shop
Taking a pause to observe our surroundings


But the dance can't be held up
However, the rhythm and movement cannot be interrupted


It's me and you Me with my tie and you with the groove
It's a collaboration between me, formal and conventional, and you, spontaneous and rhythmically inclined


I stop for a moment to look Reading like a closed book
I take a brief pause to observe, although appearing inscrutable


Angular rhythms shaking this next hook
Unconventional patterns of beats and melodies influencing the upcoming chorus


You liberate my thoughts mistook
You free my misunderstood ideas


So just come on and on and on and on
So, please continue relentlessly and continuously


You can teach me songs of old
You have the ability to enlighten me with traditional songs


And the age capturing deceptions making us stay
Trickery specific to the current era ensnares us, making us remain trapped


Grazing to the sky Dripping colors wherever we fly
Ascending towards the heavens while leaving behind vibrant trails


Run to the trees My acorn top
Escape to the trees, symbolizing nature Carrying my small, resilient essence


Flare tops you can't keep up.
Radiant peaks that are impossible to match


How was it for you, we'll make it up to you
How was the experience for you? We will compensate for any shortcomings


Just watch just watch
Simply observe, pay attention


(Who's right, what's right, what should I believe)
(Questioning the truth, moral correctness, and what to believe)


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress


(On tv, and radio, I've read the papers and magazines)
(Through television, radio, newspapers, and magazines, I have gathered information)


(I tried, but I'm still confused, what are the facts, how can I tell?)
(I made an effort, but I'm still uncertain. What is the truth? How can I discern it?)


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress


I don't want to Hold you down
I don't want to restrict you or hinder your progress




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Written by: Christopher Davies, Job Sijtsma, Paul Laar, Rohaan Mathew, Tom Veltman

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@Bro-cx2jc

@@cappy699 "Ah, and you've brought the hive, I see," Dumbledore said pleasantly, as forty thousand feral bees charged toward him at twelve thousand kilometers per hour.

"You happy to see us then, eh, Dumby?" Rookwasp roared, buzzing ever louder.

"Not particularly, no," Dumbledore said with the slightest of winces as all the stingers ripped into him and the zombie insects tore off great chunks of his flesh with their giant fangs.

"AVADA KASTINGA!" bellowed Severus Sting, as he whirled about and jabbed his barbed stinger into Dumbledore's heart, and Dumbledore perhaps did look slightly bothered by this unforeseen turn of events.

"Oh, fuck," said Sting suddenly as his stinger dislodged, "wellp that's all folks," and toppled from the Astingery Tower to his doom.

What the fuck was in my pumpkin juice at dinner earlier, Harry wondered before blacking out in complete shock.

HARREH DID YOU PUT YOUR PROBOSCIS INTO THE FLOWER OF NECTAR Dumbledead asked calmly Dumbledore why is your corpse asking me bee related things nineteen years later get out of my bloody garden



@Bro-cx2jc

"Ah, and you've brought the hive, I see," Dumbledore said pleasantly, as forty thousand feral bees charged toward him at twelve thousand kilometers per hour.

"You happy to see us then, eh, Dumby?" Rookwasp roared, buzzing ever louder.

"Not particularly, no," Dumbledore said with the slightest of winces as all the stingers ripped into him and the zombie insects tore off great chunks of his flesh with their giant fangs.

"AVADA KASTINGA!" bellowed Severus Sting, as he whirled about and jabbed his barbed stinger into Dumbledore's heart, and Dumbledore perhaps did look slightly bothered by this unforeseen turn of events.

"Oh, fuck," said Sting suddenly as his stinger dislodged, "wellp that's all folks," and toppled from the Astingery Tower to his doom.

What the fuck was in my pumpkin juice at dinner earlier, Harry wondered before blacking out in complete shock

HARREH DID YOU PUT YOUR PROBOSCIS INTO THE FLOWER OF NECTAR Dumbledead asked calmly Dumbledore why is your corpse asking me bee related things nineteen years later get out of my bloody garden



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@TheCaliforniaBeekeeper

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@RandomEDITZ10178

So thats why it always hurts so muchhhhhhh

@thedestroyer3620

IT STING ME IN THE BALLLLLLLLLLL

@thecoolsquad1019-wf4uo

Wrong vid..

@ilyannamontano-valencia915

ppl who watch it


WTH?

@FrozenMermaid666

Ugh, this is so wrong — a bee was _ed so one can make a pointIs video! First off, one knows one shouldn’t get close to bees or provoke them! And if one bee really got stuck, one could have just helped the bee to get his stinger out without it breaking!

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@lybmae

“She just stung me and injected toxic venom into my hand and my hand is swelling.” dumbledore said calmly

@TheCaliforniaBeekeeper

“Kids don’t try this at home”🤷🏻‍♂️🤙🏼

@missamericana87

underrated comment

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