Cycles Lyrics – Micah Bournes

Cycles Lyrics by Micah Bournes

To change yourself to fit in
Is just hard
It makes things difficult
You get tired after a while

And you start to feel like
You’re not wanted
You’re not loved
You’re not acceptable

And already ya know
Being black
We are already not wanted
Not loved

Not acceptable
You know what i mean
And uh
To couple that with

Trying to figure out
Who you are
When you already have an image
Of what you are

Everybody says
This is what a black man is
He’s rough
He’s a gangster

He’s not a family person
Not a family man
He’s he’s just out therе doing no good
Trying to figure out who you are

Amongst all of that
And trying to build your own self imagе
Is is is is a big task
Horoscope is not the way to get to know me

Ain’t no chance or destiny is gonna own me
Ima choose the type of man that micah gon’ be
Box me in ill break out and we can’t be homies
I been labeled all my life but now i’m so free

‘cept the days i’m gettin haunted by the old me
Started screamin at my momma like it’s o three
Dang i thought my teenage anger was behind me
I just wanna break the cycle

But i keep on lettin me down
Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
I just wanna break the cycle

But i keep on lettin me down
Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
Niece and nephews sure know how to make a man smile

Love the babies but afraid to have my own child
Met my daddy’s daddy once and he was hostile
Me and daddy fightin till the day i peaced out
Plus i’m somewhere in the middle of beliefs now

What to teach my babies when i got some deep doubt
Call me jacob wrestle heaven never tap out
I ain’t lettin go until the blessings rain down
I just wanna break the cycle

But i keep on lettin me down
Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
I just wanna break the cycle

But i keep on lettin me down
Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
Everybody say they won’t forget their own folk

Get a little bit of money and go loco
I don’t need a lotta paper to fight evil
Jesus healed the broken
Even though he stayed broke

But i cry for empty stomachs of my negroes
I ain’t greedy
I just wanna see us eat though
Had the contract in my hand

I coulda been blowed
But i felt the spirit tellin me to say no
Try to keep integrity and i remain po
While the wicked makin money by the boatload

Black ambition but the system got me so low
Just another generation in the cycle
I just wanna break the cycle
But i keep on lettin me down

Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
I just wanna break the cycle
But i keep on lettin me down

Thought i found me an escape route
Then i had another go round
A righteous man falls
A righteous man falls

A righteous man falls
A righteous man falls
A righteous man falls
A righteous man falls

A righteous man falls
Seven times
And rises again
And rises again

And rises again
And rises again
And rises again
And rises again

And rises again
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Micah Bournes Lyrics – Cycles

Micah Bournes

Cycles