[Chorus: Ovrkast.]
Ayy, they might take lead, uh, they might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh, they can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah, they can't break soul, nah
They can't break me, uh, they like, they like, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, uh, they might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh, they can't break soul, uh
They can't break soul, they can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah, they can't, uh, ayy, uh
[Verse 1: redveil]
Said do I wan' be rich or do I wan' be free?
Words stuck togеther like glue in thе bottom of my seams
Bottom of my dreams still got this shining little beam of hope
One right move done got my motherfucking name afloat
One wrong move could be the last taste of painless tropes
Meanwhile we chasing ice, it's bodies piling in the snow
Piling in the cope for every soul that's eating sleep for dinner
Everyday pragmatic, just compiling what I know
Still chasin' dough 'cause it's innate and automatic
Tryn' unlearn these facets of oppression that I tote
See getting lessons and accepting them the only way you grow
Remember days I wanted to cock a Smith and Wesson, let it blow
And nonetheless, so far I'm a testament of staying afloat
I been progressing ever since, want the same for all of these folks
I share my pigment with 'cause end of the day they want us in rope
And they still got our bodies under the scope
Fuck it, I wish that we was free
Ayy, they might take lead, uh, they might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh, they can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah, they can't break soul, nah
They can't break me, uh, they like, they like, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, uh, they might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh, they can't break soul, uh
They can't break soul, they can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah, they can't, uh, ayy, uh
[Verse 1: redveil]
Said do I wan' be rich or do I wan' be free?
Words stuck togеther like glue in thе bottom of my seams
Bottom of my dreams still got this shining little beam of hope
One right move done got my motherfucking name afloat
One wrong move could be the last taste of painless tropes
Meanwhile we chasing ice, it's bodies piling in the snow
Piling in the cope for every soul that's eating sleep for dinner
Everyday pragmatic, just compiling what I know
Still chasin' dough 'cause it's innate and automatic
Tryn' unlearn these facets of oppression that I tote
See getting lessons and accepting them the only way you grow
Remember days I wanted to cock a Smith and Wesson, let it blow
And nonetheless, so far I'm a testament of staying afloat
I been progressing ever since, want the same for all of these folks
I share my pigment with 'cause end of the day they want us in rope
And they still got our bodies under the scope
Fuck it, I wish that we was free
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