Black man
Walking
Always had a target
On my head
Look left right
I was taught
How to fix my lens
Rotten apples in a bunch
Had to pick apart my friends
Boy still selling dope
Still stuck up in the ends
Same boy chasing pussy
Got a target on his head
Wrong bed
Different ends
Took a shot up to his head
Same shit different day
New brother
Took his place
Same rhythm
Same song
Still stuck up in a maze
Gangs signs and post codes
Is all that we know
Never had a father
Never had know heroes
PTSD fuelled
With the weed that we blow
Run up on a opp
Watch his head lean an role
Good kid messy city
I just wanna make out man
Praying on my knees
Like lord can you help man
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises,
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Posted on the block
On some sight sightseeing
Can't afford to lack
You get your skin peeled
This the way we had to live
On a daily basis
Hiding in the blocks
From police chases
Free him free me
What the hell does that mean
I swear were stuck up this bubble
Life ain't what it seems
Always focused on the gold
And bimmer machines
Gucci bags and the chains
And the Versace Jeans
Broke the chains up in my mind
Took the red pill up instead
Told my bro to free his mind
Kinda went over his head
Next day he in the streets
Next next he end up dead
Lost another black man
Looking east, looking west
Got Depression on my mind
I swear this life is just a test
Same shit
Different day
Same song
Same mess
Mama told me there was days like these
I just hope my prayers heard
And my prayers reach
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
NVEY - Break The Matrix Lyrics
NVEY - Break The Matrix Lyrics
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English
Black man
Walking
Always had a target
On my head
Look left right
I was taught
How to fix my lens
Rotten apples in a bunch
Had to pick apart my friends
Boy still selling dope
Still stuck up in the ends
Same boy chasing pussy
Got a target on his head
Wrong bed
Different ends
Took a shot up to his head
Same shit different day
New brother
Took his place
Same rhythm
Same song
Still stuck up in a maze
Gangs signs and post codes
Is all that we know
Never had a father
Never had know heroes
PTSD fuelled
With the weed that we blow
Run up on a opp
Watch his head lean an role
Good kid messy city
I just wanna make out man
Praying on my knees
Like lord can you help man
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises,
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Posted on the block
On some sight sightseeing
Can't afford to lack
You get your skin peeled
This the way we had to live
On a daily basis
Hiding in the blocks
From police chases
Free him free me
What the hell does that mean
I swear were stuck up this bubble
Life ain't what it seems
Always focused on the gold
And bimmer machines
Gucci bags and the chains
And the Versace Jeans
Broke the chains up in my mind
Took the red pill up instead
Told my bro to free his mind
Kinda went over his head
Next day he in the streets
Next next he end up dead
Lost another black man
Looking east, looking west
Got Depression on my mind
I swear this life is just a test
Same shit
Different day
Same song
Same mess
Mama told me there was days like these
I just hope my prayers heard
And my prayers reach
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Walking
Always had a target
On my head
Look left right
I was taught
How to fix my lens
Rotten apples in a bunch
Had to pick apart my friends
Boy still selling dope
Still stuck up in the ends
Same boy chasing pussy
Got a target on his head
Wrong bed
Different ends
Took a shot up to his head
Same shit different day
New brother
Took his place
Same rhythm
Same song
Still stuck up in a maze
Gangs signs and post codes
Is all that we know
Never had a father
Never had know heroes
PTSD fuelled
With the weed that we blow
Run up on a opp
Watch his head lean an role
Good kid messy city
I just wanna make out man
Praying on my knees
Like lord can you help man
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Streets getting hot
I don't really wanna get tanned
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises,
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Posted on the block
On some sight sightseeing
Can't afford to lack
You get your skin peeled
This the way we had to live
On a daily basis
Hiding in the blocks
From police chases
Free him free me
What the hell does that mean
I swear were stuck up this bubble
Life ain't what it seems
Always focused on the gold
And bimmer machines
Gucci bags and the chains
And the Versace Jeans
Broke the chains up in my mind
Took the red pill up instead
Told my bro to free his mind
Kinda went over his head
Next day he in the streets
Next next he end up dead
Lost another black man
Looking east, looking west
Got Depression on my mind
I swear this life is just a test
Same shit
Different day
Same song
Same mess
Mama told me there was days like these
I just hope my prayers heard
And my prayers reach
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Broken homes
Broken lives
Broken promises
Posted on the block
Smoke and reminisce
We got pain
We got trauma
We don't show that shit
We just utilise the ops
Hide our blemishes
Writer: Dale Urquhart
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid