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Redveil

Marcus Morton (born April 20, 2004), better known by his stage name Redveil (stylized as redveil), is an American rapper, songwriter, and record producer from Prince George's County, Maryland. He produces most of his own instrumentals, occasionally also making beats for other artists. He has self-released three albums, Bittersweet Cry, Niagara, and Learn 2 Swim, as well as one EP, Playing w/ Fire. more »

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Ayy
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah
They can't break me, uh
They like, they like, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break soul
They can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah
They can't, uh, ayy, uh

Said, do I wan' be rich or do I wan' be free
Words stuck together like glue in the bottom of my seams
Bottom of my dreams still got this shining little beam of hope
One right move done got my motherfucking name afloat
One wrong move could be the last taste of painless tropes
Meanwhile, we chasing ice, it's bodies piling in the snow
Piling in the cope for every soul that's eating sleep for dinner
Everyday pragmatic, just compiling what I know
Still chasin' dough 'cause it's innate and automatic
Tryn' unlearn these facets of oppression that I tote
See getting lessons and accepting them, the only way you grow
Remember days I wanted to cock a Smith and Wesson, let it blow
And nonetheless so far I'm a testament of staying afloat
I been progressing ever since
Want the same for all of these folks I share my pigment with
'Cause end of the day they want us in rope
And they still got our bodies under the scope
F*ck it, I wish that we was free

Yeah, I feel the same but I know they'll probably charge me for it
We built the pot for these reasons, chopping another forest
I need me with a fee, a lock in lil' mama's orbit
She get sloppy, I'm Moses
She like, "Get the f*ck up off of me"
I was 'bout to, got comfortable in them house shoes
Your scent won't leave the couch, boo
I, I found a way to change our lives
Break the selfishness, do it all, make it effortless
Teach my shorty everything I know, that's a prerequisite
Pop up with a baby, you ain't even know we was fucking then
Niggas really maybe's, keep yeses tucked to the left of him
He stocked up, pop the lock stuck, don't get your thot stuffed
Another mach up, we hold it down for mi casa
Contribute to the pasta, don't you, go and get locked up
They cop it 'cause it's me, not luck, don't get it fucked up
It's five hundred degrees in the shade
Another day in my maze
Ain't no parades, just stressing out 'til I'm paid
But what's your life?

Ayy
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah
They can't break soul, nah
They can't break me
They like, ayy, uh, ayy, huh
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah (soul, uh)
They can't break soul, nah (me, nah)
They can't break me
They can't, uh, ayy, uh
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah (soul, uh)
They can't break soul, nah (me, nah)
They can't break soul
They can't, uh, ayy, uh
They might take lead, uh
They might take hold, uh
They can't break me, uh
They can't break soul, uh
They can't break me, nah (soul, uh)
They can't break soul, nah (me, nah)
They can't break soul, nah
They can't, uh, ayy, uh

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