Breathe Slow

Mars Ill

(Verse 1)
It's the beginning of the 9th inning and I'm winning, you'll find me mind-
bending inside of each five-minute time limit, and it's documented, we're 
breaking bones of contention, fine tuning what's spinning and expanding my 
dominion, these upper-handed dimensions all contributed to the folklore, got 
rappers raising their standards, fans demanding what they'd hoped for, 
cramming letters in a bottle. We'll just call it a test tube, my style is 
Aristotle mixed with Krush Groove (So Just Move!) and watch my verses cut 
through when you hear the words I Love You, break off a piece of my heard 
tucked into every record groove and you'll walk different in these corrective 
shoes, but you'll recognize the revolution and act out what most don't get to 
do, you'll take what's meant for you, no longer survive on what they pass 
down, win or lose, you'll live your life knowing you never backed down,'cause 
man shall not live by the bottle alone, I keep a fist raised to the sky so 
you can follow me home, it goes?
If you know like we know, BREATHE SLOW, BREATHE SLOW?(repeat)
(Verse 2)
Until my body cracks the pavement and shakes the face of the basement, lacing 
the foundation with scars that sacrifice is bound to leave, break inner-city 
boundaries so suburbanites are down to see, this cultural way of life and how 
music is more than sound to me, but freedom's lungs are heavy from pushing 
these smoke signals out, and we've become so disillusioned that we're scared 
to notice, the eviction notice speaking its clout with screams and shouts, 
but trust me, clarity's waiting there on the other side of your focus, so 
snatch the breath from blasphemy emphatically, transform naturally, control 
the art before it masters me, Breathe Slow and hold the hand of whoever you 
can reach for, touch the ones you've never seen before 'til the common good 
is restored, 'til the homeless are all execs and capitalism yields to 
ethics, 'til janitors live in mansions and school teachers can push a 
Lexus, 'til beef is deaded and debt is erased or collected, 'til the projects 
and country clubs are now and forever connected, I'll speak my messages 'til 
they get it, until you're touched by something sacred and love is all that 
you're left with, blessed is the head that shares the crown that he 
possesses, consider yourselves my brethren and this song is my 
confession, 'cause man shall not live by the bottle alone, I keep a fist 
raised to the sky so you can follow me home, and all your problems can't be 
solved by one call on the phone, I keep a fist raised to the sky so you can 
follow me home, it goes? 
(Verse 3)
Right before you rock a show, BREATHE SLOW, when a promoter owes you dough, 
BREATHE SLOW, when your career doesn't blow[up], BREATHE SLOW, you bounced 
five checks in a row, BREATHE SLOW, if you're tired of being po, BREATHE 
SLOW, you can't see the status quo, BREATHE SLOW, you got more cons than 
pros, BREATHE SLOW, you got fisticuffs to throw, BREATHE SLOW, Ayo, your boss 
told you no, BREATHE SLOW, say Mars ILL told you so, BREATHE SLOW, you gotta 
suffer to grow, BREATHE SLOW, shine your light until you glow, "BREATHE SLOW"