LRC歌词

Yo, brother... breathe, no need to pretend,
You don’t gotta bleed just to be seen as a man.
I know it gets deep, emotions expand,
But don’t let the streets teach you grief is a scam.

We laugh at the pain, then drown in the smoke,
We mask all the shame, then smile like a joke.
But I see through the glass, that fragile facade,
The pressure, the past, the battles with God.

You're carrying bricks that they never can see,
Still giving your all with a shattered esteem.
They say "be a king," but what does it mean
If your crown feels heavy and your soul ain’t at peace?

You play the provider, the soldier, the shield,
But who helps you when your wounds never heal?
You silence your cries, you swallow your pride,
But bro, it’s okay if you break once in a while.

You matter, my G, not just your grind,
You’re more than your hustle, your muscle, your mind.
You're more than the cash, the chains, or the fame,
You're more than applause or a powerful name.

They told us "don’t feel,” they called it soft,
But healing is real, and crying’s not lost.
Don’t bottle that storm, don’t drown in the night,
Don’t battle alone in invisible fights.

I've been there too — in the dark with my thoughts,
Fighting my fears, feeling scarred, feeling lost.
I know what it’s like to be numb in a crowd,
To laugh out loud while you're breaking down

文本歌词

Yo, brother... breathe, no need to pretend,You don’t gotta bleed just to be seen as a man.I know it gets deep, emotions expand,But don’t let the streets teach you grief is a scam.We laugh at the pain, then drown in the smoke,We mask all the shame, then smile like a joke.But I see through the glass, that fragile facade,The pressure, the past, the battles with God.You're carrying bricks that they never can see,Still giving your all with a shattered esteem.They say "be a king," but what does it meanIf your crown feels heavy and your soul ain’t at peace?You play the provider, the soldier, the shield,But who helps you when your wounds never heal?You silence your cries, you swallow your pride,But bro, it’s okay if you break once in a while.You matter, my G, not just your grind,You’re more than your hustle, your muscle, your mind.You're more than the cash, the chains, or the fame,You're more than applause or a powerful name.They told us "don’t feel,” they called it soft,But healing is real, and crying’s not lost.Don’t bottle that storm, don’t drown in the night,Don’t battle alone in invisible fights.I've been there too — in the dark with my thoughts,Fighting my fears, feeling scarred, feeling lost.I know what it’s like to be numb in a crowd,To laugh out loud while you're breaking down

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