K.A.A.N. - Breathe lyrics

Just come and take me away I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away AHH Lord knows I just wanna say I made it I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat I just keep working towards success I've been obsessing about it lately Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherf**in' shoulders, but I don't think I'mma make it Breathe [Verse I] I could never be complacent with the lies Nor complacent with the evil spirits that you keep inside People surpised they [?] lack of compa**ion A pastor up on the stage Surpa**in' what you've been askin' While [?] up in the moment I live inside of the beat The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat And the feeling of being a [?] When all really I needed was a little bit of help I never got it by myself You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth As if the money purified and we can find what's in the soul When I'm feeling outta control I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain It's stuck inside of my brain I think I'm goin' insane I'm missing that serotonin The formula for my happiness A young black ba*tard [?] spazzin' gaspin' for air Does anyone really care? They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for a**istance Your independence is instant Depending up on the dollars distributed by the government Money is what we covet They come and they contact but their consequence is what the contact [?] The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense I gotta make it real, something that you could feel The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished It was simply irresistible [?] But sinisterlike a minister criticizing your sins You pullin' up in a Honda, he rollin' out in a Benz Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins They sellin you salivation You giving them all your wins And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit The problem is you was promised a piece of mind [?] and a prophet [?] that don't even exist Religion is what you make of it Your common sense is forsaken It usually means that you're producin' hatred You're perpetuating the ignorance Providing by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes Try to see the bigger picture, while missing a major issue To diminish a minor or miniscule We're too [?] to [?] put ourselves in a problematic position Foreseeing something, [?] make a decision Decisive with the precision Not to mention all the persistence You a**isting on displaying within the sight of your vision Containing a certain distaste for the life you currently livin' We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference So I focus on the facts of the felonious opinions Of other people that would rise up from the pain that I've accrued But then I write about that Put it in a song [?] the views on Like I'm in a groove A pitiful mood Pray that you never get it confused And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you The desire to be better in any type of endeavor So till the end of forever My effort is the epitome The pa**ion I possess A pitter-patter on a pedestal till a pa** is ama**ed Is a matter to splatter or shatter A disaster was an enemy [?] Imminent that I'm eminent The truth is in my sentences I give the realest sentiments The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident Gallivanting with relevance Lord knows I just wanna say I made it I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat I just keep working towards success I've been obsessing about it lately Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherf**in' shoulders, but I don't think I'mma make it Breathe [Verse II] Man I'm [?] You been a b**h Better hand on my business A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits The beneficiary's revolutionary End of missionary Conversating with consiglieres Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence The message is methodical philosophical folicle [?] Follow the fourth prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence Complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence A heritage of fallacies upon the list Take a sh** [?] I spit it quick To lift a b**h we never trip My flow can block the biggest star with [?] Like a solar eclipse But I gotta be different and stand out Spit without apologies abolishing a [?] But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity I permanently permeate your brain with an entirety The irony of it is I'm a cousin of rejection and far too many depressive [?] They care if I get accepted I'm not afraid to confess it Realizing that all my faults are just motherf**in' blessings And the pressure is amounting up to a point that you just wouldn't even believe I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve My God! Lord knows I just wanna say I made it I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat I just keep working towards success I've been obsessing about it lately Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherf**in' shoulders, but I don't think I'mma make it Breathe \\