Lavar Bullard - One More Breath lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] What is this thing I see This silly little thing called me This skin, this hair, this flesh This brain, this pain, this mess What's life? A game that we just play with two plain dice? When the shell dies, does the soul fly? Hellfire, does the flame fry? Is this the audition, brief intermission for something much grander Get a bigger piece of pie, great show in the sky Or is that just propaganda? That they telling me, selling me sold with evidence But intelligence, slowers development We that think that we know we are not reverent But we don't even yet know if we're relevant [Hook] One more pause, one more breath One more pause, one more breath Is this all that there is If it is, I wish I could give One more pause, one more breath We could never know, if we're ever next Everytime I think I know, I stop and ask myself [Verse 2] What is this thing I see This silly little thing called we This brain, this pain, this flesh These trains, these planes, what's next? Yes, we're gonna beget technology But the majority, escaping poverty No, I don't think that we can Cause we still think that we got the plan and By judging a man by just what's in his hands Or his land, or his tan and just cause we can Pause, take a breath Realise that none of us know what is next See your code of address or the code of your dress We all still use that same hole for our breath Playing the game but there's never a Ref And you can't take it with you if ever you left [Hook] [Verse 3] What is this thing I see Who could ever know, what we're gonna be Are we elevating our meditation Not detonating through self-preservation Generation television's raising Yet we're complaining about how they're behaving Washing our hands or just bathing with satan Yet with all that said, that's just what you make it Pause, take what is naturally given Because actually there is no tax on our living It's a fact though it's naturally hidden Like I'm just an actual a**a**in on riddem The adrenaline, we're rememberin' Our December is cold as it's ever been Fighting our best, but the victory we revel in Fighting our brethren, how could we ever win? [Hook]