MARS ILL - Breathe Slow

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[Verse 1]

It's the beginning of the 9th inning and I'm winning

You'll find me mind-bending inside of each five-minute time limit

And it's documented, we're breaking bones of contention

Fine tuning what's spinning and expanding my dominion

These upper-handed dimensions all contributed to the folklore

Got rappers raising their standards, fans demanding what they'd hoped for

Cramming letters in a bottle. We'll just call it a test tube

My style is Aristotle mixed with Krush Groove (So Just Move!)

And watch my verses cut through when you hear the words I Love You

Break off a piece of my heard tucked into every record groove

And you'll walk different in these corrective shoes

But you'll recognize the revolution and act out what most don't get to do

You'll take what's meant for you, no longer survive on what they pass down

Win or lose, you'll live your life knowing you never backed down

'Cause man shall not live by the bottle alone

I keep a fist raised to the sky so you can follow me home, it goes?


If you know like we know, BREATHE SLOW


[Verse 2]

Until my body cracks the pavement and shakes the face of the basement

Lacing the foundation with scars that sacrifice is bound to leave

Break inner-city boundaries so suburbanites are down to see

This cultural way of life and how music is more than sound to me

But freedom's lungs are heavy from pushing these smoke signals out

And we've become so disillusioned that we're scared to notice

The eviction notice speaking its clout with screams and shouts, but trust me

Clarity's waiting there on the other side of your focus

So snatch the breath from blasphemy emphatically

Transform naturally, control the art before it masters me

Breathe slow and hold the hand of whoever you can reach for

Touch the ones you've never seen before 'til the common good is restored

'Til the homeless are all execs and capitalism yields to ethics

'Til janitors live in mansions and schoolteachers can push a Lexus

'Til beef is deaded and debt is erased or collected

'Til the projects and country clubs are now and forever connected

I'll speak my messages 'til they get it

Until you're touched by something sacred and love is all that you're left with

Blessed is the head that shares the crown that he possesses

Consider yourselves my brethren and this song is my confession

'Cause man shall not live by the bottle alone

I keep a fist raised to the sky so you can follow me home

And all your problems can't be solved by one call on the phone

I keep a fist raised to the sky so you can follow me home, it goes?


[Verse 3]

Right before you rock a show, BREATHE SLOW

When a promoter owes you dough, BREATHE SLOW

When your career doesn't blow [up], BREATHE SLOW

You bounced five checks in a row, BREATHE SLOW

If you're tired of being po, BREATHE SLOW

You can't see the status quo, BREATHE SLOW

You got more cons than pros, BREATHE SLOW

You got fisticuffs to throw, BREATHE SLOW

Ayo, your boss told you no, BREATHE SLOW

Say Mars ILL told you so, BREATHE SLOW

You gotta suffer to grow, BREATHE SLOW

Shine your light until you glow, BREATHE SLOW?


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