Callon B - Breath lyrics

[Verse 1: Callon B] I recall when rappers used to teach us (what they teach you?), that it ain't about fame or the change that you bring in All I here is poison out my speakers (What they speaking?), if it ain't about guns or the d** its your sneakers Or the b**hes this is why they critique us, why they don't support us and they only want to stream us I see how these labels treat us, (how they treat us?) With a chart topping single, if we flop they ain't need us So they drop us like cla**es in the fall, you ain't ever have that ma** appeal at all you should withdraw I'm not a flunky, though a Junkie I am, sittin tall I pity y'all, what a view I have at City Hall See, I'm on top of my game you'll learn a lot from me mane A lot'll try but they'll never replicate it the same My reputation is straight, don't ever question my methods Or even ask if I k** it you need to learn to expect it Well respected on stages, some would call it amazing I just call how I see it, critics calling me crazy Or they calling me Collin, the anomaly probably Just a problem to all of you yet a lot of you follow me [Chorus: Callon B] You can bet its lit like a Phoenix, we keep it low key as an Esoteric Secret Tryna find my way back to Eden, and when I feel lost I just focus on my breathing (Gasp) Keep breaking, (Gasp) Keep breathing (Gasp) Keep breathing, exhale all the demons (Gasp) Keep breathing, (Gasp) Keep breathing (Gasp) Keep breathing, I won't be defeated [Verse 2: David Dean] Whatever happened to expression Art turned into business There ain't no such thing as an Artist, just a product and image I stay independent, while all these Rappers conform They only dream to famous where being fake is the norm I tend to be different I'm not like the average human, honestly I'm reclusive Isolated myself in the Dark and The Silence and meditate like I'm Buddhist Illuminate my consciousness with visions they can't understand Got to keep on breathing, bringing strength to my pineal Gland k**ing instrumentals its simple I make it look easy they better look out for me Isaac Newton of music I hop in the booth and make lyrical Alchemy And actually, all I've been noticing lately is nothing but havoc and tragedy Witnessing media taking advantage of people to orchestrate major catastrophe (it wouldn't Happen) if we utilized our greatest gift Awareness of the truth and spark the light that we got built within There only humans to they breath and bleed like you and I And think, there's only one percent of them and we got 99 So build a stronger mind, lose the blind and see what's real Reality reflects and manifest what how we think and feel So I'm ah take the wheel get rap and go a new direction Get away from the trends that fade away a make deep impression [Chorus: Callon B] [Verse 3: Rekkless] Keep breathing I won't deal with these heathens they should know its my season Trippin off the fact I don't please em I bet that i break ya world up into pieces I know that you know you been committing treason I won't come in shyly I ain bout to sneak in Im Break-in the barrier that is my demons I don't give a f** you can swallow my semen And then let it settle and turn into cement And if you don't get it I'm f**in the belly Of all of these fakers that should be defeated That should be deleted That have been depleted Becoming deceited and won't ever see it They G Y beneath us got nothing to teach us They trying to read us homie I'm the reaper Say f** it I'm bouncin up you can't buck it I'm the type you shouldn't freeze up with Hit you quick and bet that they love it I don't need no f**in spotlight Don't need to live in a high life I don't need all of them b**hes or the d** you f**in highlight Livin it up not givin a f** While you Taylor ya clothes and you Taylor ya Chuck b**h I'm savin it up and ya life is a bust why you live in a rush and you can't say what's up You forgot me? I'm out here in the lobby With some newspapers and coffee and if you treat it like a hobby You gone end up super floppy I'm gone take over can't stop me I'm the new face of the game Homie you just another copy Claimin he's real Claimin he deals Claimin he knows where to get all the pills When in reality trippin on bills Cus he can't make enough To go get up his fill [Chorus: Callon B]