Lyrics Sakura Don't Apologise - The YZE

The sun is calling
Knocking hard on my window
Telling me to wake the fuck up
It is tomorrow
Another day of grow the fuck up
There are no heroes
At least not enough for the heads that don't sleep on pillows
Role models painted as heroes for all the hearts they be killing
Andall the minds they be grilling no worewors
The art of fuck boy endorsed
All gentlemen fail the course
Disrespecting reimbursed
Chivalry feels like a curse in your arsenal
No Wegner
IG profiles with gmails
Transactional females
SMSing bank details
10k for some tail that don't mean shit for your soul
Pulling into a hoe's hole won't make you feel whole
Rolling up with a Rolls Royce won't make you piss gold
Doing things for appearances that shit is getting old
Toasting up with that devil's piss in a crystal glass served cold
With some people you barely know who'd leave your ass cold

Smoke greed in the eyes of the desperate man
That's the start of a bad romance
Smoke greed in the eyes of a strong woman
That's the sign of a broke human

Man
You know
I don't know what it means to be a man anymore
Or what a man is and should be
It feels like what I've been taught needs to be unlearned
I look left and right at all the men I thought were role models
I feel like I looked up to them for the wrong reasons
Looking at how they've viewed and treated women
And maybe even, how they truly don't know themselves
Do I know myself?
I've made mistakes
But we're only human right?

Only human?
Where's Tupac who you shot
On a cold block
With a full glock
At a red stop
It was too soon
Took advantage (Word)
Where's Cusack when the world ends
If yo ass black then yo ass last
That's privilege (Could you perhaps give me an example)
Where's Khuli who was truly
In his five seater when assumed as kidnapper
(Yoh this stereotype are crazy bruh)
Where's Jabba
He's the only one who can save punk was rappers
Tsaminamina
They're civilised phenomena (Word)
Hang ten men in a common cast
Feed em vice and they will relapse
Smokescreen and mirrors fuck the past
Pussy and money living fast
Put more young people to the task
Want fire then just light the match (Then just light the match)

No apologies
No no no no no no apologies
Please
No apologies
No no no no more more apologies
No apologies
No no no no no no apologies
Please
No apologies
No no no no no no no more apologies

Did you hear that (What)
That's my heartbeat
Young black man still breathing
In corporate still eating
In a room with full of cheaters
What the fuck am I thinking (Pun)
Get the fuck outta there or smoke the evil outta of them
In your eyes I'm one of them
Breathing the same oxygen
Not always reprimanding them
So I am labelled one of them
Actions speak louder than words
But it's hard to tell if you're hurt
Lost for words in front of your hearse
Mental health stigmas a curse
Bypass they send you to church
Hoping that prayer will reverse
A start but it won't reverse
Too often we fall for thirst
Faced with the truth we disperse
Our vices we never nurse
It's always me me me first
Broke hearts can't be reimbursed
Lack of self-love is the worst
Lack of true love is the worst
What's worse is being coerced
By a love that was rehearsed
Egos rule this planet Earth
Beware of diving headfirst
By wolves, who are immersed
In sheep-skin with no dirt

No apologies
No no no no no no apologies
Please
No apologies
No no no no more more apologies
No apologies
No no no no no no apologies
Please
No apologies
No no no no no no no more apologies