Текст песни Break the Cycle: The Rant - Sonny Bama

Ahh.
So much to say,

Well, here it goes

Headed back to Bama, hometown
Been on the road to long, ain't slowed down
Doting our I 's, crossing our T 's
Searching for the change that's lost in me,
The boss in me, somewhat possessive,
Raised like a pit bull, loyal but aggressive
Pistol on the side, felon in possession
Tryna keep cool in a world that's oppressive
The world is not no safe place, have you been outside lately?
Fear is among us in the concrete jungles
Tryna wake people up from the drunken
Slumber, but they snooze and sleep in
Follow trends in they're sheep skin,
Gucci Pravda louie alotta,? On they weekends
Distracted by, social media timelines
Everything in the media is all lies, and they share it all
No research or a care at all
Prisoners of our own devices,
I said i took a shit and a hundred people liked it,
Shared my status all over the globe,
But don't like my shit when i share my soul,
Meanwhile it's all about hoes, the clothes
Just went platinum and gold,
I'm out here tryna cope with the cold
Won't pay for the real, but the bull shit get sold
And the shit gets old (and this shit get old)
Ahh,,
Sometimes i just wanna go home

With this world so dark and desolate,
Everybody wants to blame the president
Blame the teacher, blame the preachers
Everybody got good at pointing fingers
Nobody has any integrity, i think that's all i got left to me
Leave behind my legacy, i think that's my destiny

In the meantime I'm saving face,
Praying to God and saying Grace,
Through all the violence, and displays of hate
Why is life an amazing race
Slow down, We'll get there eventually
I dont think we did accidentally,
But i don't wanna die and cry in a Bentley
I just wanna die with family with me,
By my side
They live on and enjoy the ride
Leave em my legacy
And hope they get by

I just hope that they survive

Through all the endless wars, we don't even know what we fighting for
While your kids inside playing xbox,
There's a murder going down on the next block
Now the feds tryna take away my
Glocks, But the violence just goes on non-stop
Some people are bad, and evil exists,
Never knew a time as deceitful as this,
How you expect me too promote peace,
When the police brutality won't cease,
All i see are dark fatigues, swat teams Moving up and down the street,
My brother been in the pen way to long,
His daughter growing up with her father gone,
Everytime i go to visit she follow me home,
But we struggle to bring her home with the economy gone,
But we still find a way to pay for his incarceration,
But we can't pay for no education,
But we avoid change, but we just waiting
Break the cycle for the next generation

Next generation.

Break the cycle for the next generation.

Break the cycle for the next generation...,