Cliché - Invisible Prison lyrics

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 k** 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 k** 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