A mind full of whispers A heart full of scripture Music is my frame And words paint the picture Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free I used a snare and a ba** kit So formalities are painted Still my verses seem vacant I don't know if we don't make it Let it breathe Let it be Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Yeah Christmas in August Black months head office A color blind lost We the most star resurrect hardest Step aside You're blocking my thousand splendid sunshine Never mind, it's a twine Rappers looking for punchlines Music is my frame Different minds, different space The words are the picture Since I learned to tie my lace Let it breathe for a minute Let it free for a minute Yeah before we dump with it I've painted a picture so vivid Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Music is my frame The words are the picture Mundo impuro que hace que pierda la fe Fe que tenia en un ser Se que la vida sin canto no calma la sed De hombre de poca niñez De cuerpo sin alma, tierra sin fruto Niño en guerra, madres en luto Canten, hablen, griten pa' que otro lo canten Lo bailen, lo citen Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Music is my frame And words are the picture Music is my frame Words are the picture Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free Let it be Let it breathe Let it go Let it free