Son of Ran and Memphis Reigns - Breathing | Текст песни

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I tell the truth to you
I sit crossed legged like Buddha do
And zoom into the secrets of the narrow minds weakness
And peep this
If you travel to deepness
You could read lips and understand the Son of Ran
No other man will ever scrutinise you before the music tries to reveal the lies that I see trough
Never were we equal
Forever my?
Is what separated me from the rest of my people
I'm stressed when I see you falling for the seven sins
Why can't you listen to the evidence?
Ever since we fell apart
You and I been easier to tell apart
Even if we're twins it doesn't make a difference
I'm whispering words to myself when I walk city streets in search for idealistic inner peace
My winter fleece jacket has a hole in it's outer sleeve
Shivering the cold
And I'm slowly breathing out steam
I stood there out by the platform trying to stay warm as I whistle
Standing in the drizzle
Feeling like I lost it all
Catastrophic topic wanna knock and block it
God I never thought it'd have me walking out of place
Too fast for me to chase my shadow
Give me the directions and I'm a trace the arrows
In to the middle of the cloudy day
Sad to say sun rays can't even crack itself into the ally way
Mind soul shifts at the moment of the solstice
I can't control this
Pad and pen I hold with both fists
Battling emotions the ocean has spoken
Telling to stay focused
But know I notice when I step inside your mind that your third eye is blind
And we're losing track of time
The rhyme that's precisionis the next dope mission
I'm moving out of line to adjust your vision

[x3:]
Now I'm breathing on the solo
That's how it is
Trying to find somewhere to live for my unborn kids
Talking to the sun sitting high above the mist
I never see the light if you didn't exist

Now I'm breathing on the solo
That's how I do
Apparently this world is running out of room
Listing to the spoken word coming from the moon
Proving me with the illest knowledge to consume

Now I'm breathing on the solo...


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