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lirik lagu no breaks – nathan psalms

intro
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yo
no breaks, no breaks
i’m gonna let off a bit of steam see
cus life just gets on my nerves sometimes
yo

talk about breaks when i ain’t even broken (no breaks)
2019 now the beast has awoken (hungry)
i rap and i sing and they thought i was joking (okay)
i rap and i sing and they thought i was joking (let’s go)

verse 1
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gonna make a mark on the scene
gonnna make a mark i believe
i know 2018 is the year
to spark the flame
so i start reaching my dreams

one day
lemme rise up to achiеve
one day
lemmе migrate overseas
lemme skirt round sunset boulevard
flip out the 5s
send love to the team
when i mean team, refer to my girl and my friends
don’t do large cliques where they pretend
to love you, but they don’t like outsiders
can’t tell a foe from a part time rider

all grown up but they think i’m a minor
you might have a point right there
i’m still young but i bar like an old*timer
call me a g just like flat minor

forgot you man just like alzheimers
reminisce to the old school days
when my swift bars used to leave man in a daze
i tailor my content to leave no blank sp*ce

in my thoughts, in my rhymes, in my words
you can spray bad bars i’ll spray worse
you might catch some 3rd degree burns
leave the mic ablaze when i finish my verse

holy ghost fire when i finish my turn
i’ll leave every hater talking in tongues
soon my success will leave you breathless
i’ll take the oxygen out of your lungs

me i don’t talk to snakes and pigs
i avoid all swine and dodge every cobra
black hoodie on with my bag strapped over
i move in the dark, might call me a loner
one day my music will reach the world
to spread from beijing to barcelona
i keep my lifestyle consistent g
don’t need to change into fake personas

keeping it calm, they should call me a monk
pray to the father, the spirit, the son
spoke to the people who still in my past
i see no change like they ran out of funds

i got a flow like versace versace
covered in khaki like i’m the army
if you hear whispers that i won’t blow up
they telling pork cus their made of salami
ay

i’ve been too quiet in the past, i let them disrespect an inch too far, i never rocked the boat, i let them cuss, so my successful life will sit then laugh

verse 2
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somedays i wanna go back to the ends
where there’s no black whips
that can speed down strips
no big straps that can levitate souls
no knife crime over two post codes
look around nice homes, all white folk
lush green parks and the big brown oaks
i used to think this dream was joke
cus my hopes got burned when i got too close

to the goal
maybe i’m an old school pro
because i write rhymes and i don’t need a ghost
because i’m offline, no facebook post
i still gotta drive down the path that i chose

everybody knows that i don’t drink henny
dont kick vodka, one too many
cus then demons arise from the belly
and they scheme in the dark just like makaveli

so no
i’ve got to refuse the request
to go to barfest and get wrecked
too many good girls out of their heads
they yolo then they realise that their pregs

abort the child or keep it instead
that’s crossroads
that i wouldn’t wish on the worst hoes
don’t even try call me the father
delete me out your life real pr*nto

remove me from your whatsapp convo
i think my life is building stress
i think my will is dying slowly
facing too many burdens and tests

verse 3
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the straight path wasn’t guaranteed to easy, but regardless god still brings mercy
stormz just won a brit, raps gone mainstream
woke up the uk from a long daydream

speaking out hurts the regime
the lack of grenfell justice is blatant
it’s takes awards shows to tell the nation
the patient have finally run out of patience

still
i used to dream about grams
not weighing up bags but gold plaques
the gramophone head soon turned to an idol
sticking up vision boards, holding the title

they lie through their t**th and they still deceiving
whatever they speak i do not believe it
they claim that they reward excellence
there’s still no award of the year for kendrick

we only win grams for the rap & r&b categories to minimise our impact
thinking that there’d be no more backlash
because you ticked a box we’ll just sit back
nah!

it seems all of my sisters still getting shafted as well
wanna send love to all of my girls
keep informing the world

hashtag grammy so male
grammy so male
lorde can’t perform alone, that’s fail
sza didn’t no win awards, that’s fail
the pres told women to step up as well

the facts are plain to see can’t you tell
the achievements of black and females are still worthless to the tastes of older white males
race and gender ain’t on the agenda

hollywood is the land of injustice
multiple weinsteins lurking among us
disguised as producers nah don’t trust em
disguised as directors, nah don’t trust em

the world is slowly evolving
how’s attitude’s change like the tides of the ocean
the newfound rules are unspoken
i’m aware that god’s no longer a focus

if i speak about romans to h0m*s
they get angry then tell me to close it
touchy issues, nah fam can’t stroke it
because they’ll call you a h0m*phobic

can’t speak about blacks, queers, jews, muslims, women, whites, n*z*s or asians
without being called racist or s*xist or some negative made up label

i hate people
who are easily offended by the mention of different opinions
who wanna close off my freedom of speech
because your sensitive skin’s too weak

you better off shutting your lips, shutting your ears and shutting your eyes
because i ain’t got time
to deal with political correctness

big bro’s mentality slipped in the minds
don’t do conspiracies me i speak factual
no breaks on truth, let it crash through falsehood
time to get it, no breaks

- nathan psalms

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