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• Artiste: Apollo Brown
• Titre: Breathe
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Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus (Breathe little nigga, breathe) I'm getting closer, running out of breath In large groups feeling like I'm by myself And I got too much pride to ever ask for help I'm getting closer, running out of breath (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Exhausted, thoughts running like a faucet Chest wheezing, I been chasing down my consciеnce Lately, my thoughts been docking mantras The good and thе evil in my head done formed a mosh pit I'm like Atlas with the world on my shoulders Feeling lonely, a lot of pressure on me I just hope they don't notice Masking it for years trying to appear cool to the public Act like I don't care but really fear if they don't love it And that's just being real, 'cause for real, I really does it Every word in blood, nothing in vain, that's on my mother I soul searched, found myself and pulled the cover Revealed to myself I'm the one and ain't no other Sometimes it feels odd when there's no one you can relate to Like nobody understands and everybody just hates you And you wanna run and hide 'cause the loneliness won't escape you And everything that's different about you is all that made you Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus (Breathe little nigga, breathe) I'm getting closer, running out of breath In large groups feeling like I'm by myself And I got too much pride to ever ask for help I'm getting closer, running out of breath (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Grow generational curses with these verses Escape penitentiaries and hearses, that's who we worship Another day above ground is success to a broke man They looking for a fair shot, nothing more than what you owe them The pressure's already intense The family's already in tents, in poverty Life is like Monopoly but the top left corner Imprisoned minds can't find order We bleeding out from the slaughter of the slave enforcer I'm trying to get this foot off my neck so I can breathe clear Every word is a breath of life, I just need air Open your eyes, never close 'em, I want you to see clear Don't be blinded by the money, it's always gon' be there It's never gonna seem fair Wasn't no head starts or trust funds But kings and queens is who we come from So understand all the pressure we hold We trying to live up to our titles and always stick to the code (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer (Breathe little nigga, breathe) Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus (Breathe little nigga, breathe) I'm getting closer, running out of breath In large groups feeling like I'm by myself And I got too much pride to ever ask for help I'm getting closer, running out of breath (Breathe little nigga, breathe)