Eric Crawford - Just Breath, Yo lyrics

[Intro - Craw the Sage] Just Breath Yo (Deep Breaths) Breath Yo, Just Breath Yo, bend it back like Neo (Breath yo) Just Breath Yo, bend it back like Neo [Verse - Craw the Sage] Breath, Breath life is God given, exhale all negativity its good riddens Like Kratos I exited hell, Hades don't wanna deal with me He know my God greater so f** a hater but my life on these instrumentals and wouldn't sell soul for an Island full of paper I set sail for another world in search of peace not diamonds and pearls and if I find life on a distant planet, I tell em not to panic, but ask em where the blunt at cuz Craw got wraps on my ship, brought two of every kind in fact Never lack yall faker than Similac I swear this planet is a simulated reality, I had to dive out the Matrix into some new waters keep so spirit lifted partner Uh, they chilling in the River Styx fishing for souls and it might be piranhas a lot of yall rappers fake thugging you primadonnas claim yall packing heat and you play for the heat like yo name was Udonis. I'm so astonished at the Bull sh** Everybody got they perception of what they want you to be I don't give 2 cents, I'm a broke boy that ain't making no sense Look into my eye as the sun rise, wake up in the morning and I see it on the Sun-Times and I stand here in this booth oh me oh my another youth ended up dead upon his stoop And all he wanted to do was hoop Why our generation gotta stoop so low And now his mother sick ain't got no chicken soup for her soul And everybody want to shoot wanna hold dat pole Grip it tight for protection Now that mother can't grip her son tight or tuck him in at night Let's be real are we really living life are we really showing light If everybody missing they target who shooting on sight Illuminate why yo glow so dim, my aura radiate from my Roshe to my brim And can we be people or yall cool with being Sims I want to touch the skies play 32 on the Lord's basketball rim God's child since a day old perfectly fitted for a halo I'm stepping out on faith so I ain't worried bout my pesos Or the tatters on clothes and if yall worried about some hoes I spit a Proverb just to balance out my lows I'm standing at the edge of the universe should I jump Ref toss the ball up Life the game greatest game given to us Yeah Breath