Break (Reprise)
I refuse to break, for my kids' sake
How do I send them out into a world of hate
A world divided by race
Where the police would rather shoot instead of chase
A world where people want you to give but only take
If my hands are bound, how do I mold them into shape
If I ain't shit, how do I teach them to be great
Your father's paper chasing, so he might be late
For seven months you haven't looked me in my face
Stuck in a vicious cycle, doomed right out the gate
Fuck that, no more absent father, now I'm here to stay
How do I send them out into a world of hate
A world divided by race
Where the police would rather shoot instead of chase
A world where people want you to give but only take
If my hands are bound, how do I mold them into shape
If I ain't shit, how do I teach them to be great
Your father's paper chasing, so he might be late
For seven months you haven't looked me in my face
Stuck in a vicious cycle, doomed right out the gate
Fuck that, no more absent father, now I'm here to stay
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