Broken Bones - B.o.B

You can break my bones

But your heart of stone can’t break the seal

Can’t break the seal

That’s right I’m on the edge

Damn right I’m on the line

Blame it on my attitude

And the thoughts that’s on my mind

All because I came up on the poorer side

Where the don’t provide

Over time you tend to feel like you supposed to sail

Or you supposed to fail, or you supposed to die

Or you supposed to fly

Decatur’s own, poster child

My «day one team» still hold me down

New niggas just want to get closer now

I’m like hold up now

What do I know you now?

We are we homies now?

Lookin' at me like I’m holdin' out

What do I owe you now?

It ain’t shit that nobody can tell me

They look at my train of thought

And they try to figure a way to derail me

But the way that they verbal assaultin'

As big as they thought it was not necessarily

That’s the way it is so apparently

One day you’re the hero, the next you’re the villain

Your own people ready to bury ya

You can break my bones

But your heart of stone can’t break the seal

Can’t break the seal

You can take all I own

But you can never take the soul away from me

Away from me

Rest in peace, rest in peace

To my pastor, rest in peace

Can’t look back at yesterday

What can they say, what’s left to see?

I flip the style up and became the thing they said I’d never be

Whatever obstacle they threw I have surpassed successfully

And you can try to overlook me but I’m too much of a giant

And if I ain’t at the top, shit I must be right beside it

So don’t try to sell me bullshit, I’m too gifted to buy it

If I sold common sense, you’d be too stupid to buy it, uhh

I can’t dumb it down, how the fuck I sound?

Tryin' to dumb it down

You just thought you knew me 'til you figured out

What I was about

Cause what I was is not the same as now

I ain’t jaded that’s just how I view the game and how I play it

It’s just greed and entertainment

But it ain’t so entertainin'

When niggas is hungry and you in they city

You lookin' like money and fingers is itchin'

You won’t see it comin' you totally ignorant to it

No one in your clique is a shooter

Every killer say that he’ll do it

Every nigga claim that they is the truest

But you couldn’t prove it until they go through it

When temperatures flare up and niggas get stupid

There’s no longer hype it’s no longer 'bout music

There’s no more illusion

No more confusion

Know who you can trust, who you can fuck

That bitch that you with, she settin' you up

But never forget that karma’s a bitch

When she comes around, remember to duck (duck)