Invisible Prison

Verse1; (Clarky)

I'm caught in this invisible prison;

Its difficult living; when the visual is hidden

Typical kid with a little bit of lip;

Never thought before he did; didn't; listen to advice given;

Living ridiculed; limits minuscule by different

Fictual words given; by, individuals;

Its hard to be original; when rudeness is typical

They Spit at you; knock you down and kick at you; listen...

I was only fourteen; half way through middle-school

Sitting with this guy chillin; bunning bud so critical

Feeling like a criminal; blazed i'm feeling mythical

Spitting couple lyrics on a riddim rhyming syllables

Picture all; the dealings that i done; when they come

Town; run, when i hit em; so i left em looking miserable

Reminiscing that day; what happened weren't no myrical;

Took on the whole click & went sick; HYSTERICAL!







Hook;

Still i; feel; imprisoned in my mind; within time...

A victim; til it's lifted from your mind; sickest crime...

Know i'll kill it till i die; but they don't like that!

Try to criticise the underdog? ..dog bites back! (+4)



Verse 2: (Cliche)

I feel imprisoned in my mind; But now I'm setting it free

Imma kill it till I die then il be resting in peace

They're trying to control us and take away our options

So we put the bars on the beat and show them our concoctions

Imma take it to the top and imma be spiritual explain what's happening and imma be lyrical

Cos ppl out there think it's norm ya na

But I'm gonna expose there formula

Add religion,divide the people and take away there decisions

I ain't no Mathematician but to me that's a hell of a division

I swear theses officials should be in the criminal system

For kidnap they try put us in an invisible prison

But the revolution will come il never be a prisoner

And if you follow my bars il show you my vision bruh

Never hold me back na you never see refrainment

Like Luke I'm giving the streets entertainment





Verse 2;







Hook: (x2)





Verse 3; (Clarky)

Its almost like i'm stranded..

Abandoned in the sadness of the world that we have damaged;

Commanded to expand it.. a world that we have challenged;

All that I demand is; that you can understand this... when;

The axis; collapses-in, the world that you was handed..

It's granted it will vanish; and the blackness you won't stand it

And it; crumbles; i'll be humble to not panic you..

But i'm a fraction too.. trapped into this tragic rooze...



(Cliche)

I'm a fraction too trapped into this tragic rooze

Turn in the TV and all I see is tragic news

They say we're free but then I start to wonder

If we are trapped in a invisible prison

And our national insurance is a number

Our clothes are prison issue with invisible stripes cos the only time I feel free is when I'm spitting on mics

I start to think freedom is just a thing within

They try trap us with our own fingerprints