Breath by Callon B Lyrics
[Verse 1: Callon B]
I recall when rappers used to teach us (what they teach you?), that it ain't about fame or the change that you bring in
All I here is poison out my speakers (What they speaking?), if it ain't about guns or the drugs its your sneakers
Or the bitches this is why they critique us, why they don't support us and they only want to stream us
I see how these labels treat us, (how they treat us?)
With a chart topping single, if we flop they ain't need us
So they drop us like classes in the fall, you ain't ever have that mass appeal at all you should withdraw
I'm not a flunky, though a Junkie I am, sittin tall
I pity y'all, what a view I have at City Hall
See, I'm on top of my game you'll learn a lot from me mane
A lot'll try but they'll never replicate it the same
My reputation is straight, don't ever question my methods
Or even ask if I kill it you need to learn to expect it
Well respected on stages, some would call it amazing
I just call how I see it, critics calling me crazy
Or they calling me Collin, the anomaly probably
Just a problem to all of you yet a lot of you follow me
[Chorus: Callon B]
You can bet its lit like a Phoenix, we keep it low key as an Esoteric Secret
Tryna find my way back to Eden, and when I feel lost I just focus on my breathing
(Gasp) Keep breaking, (Gasp) Keep breathing
(Gasp) Keep breathing, exhale all the demons
(Gasp) Keep breathing, (Gasp) Keep breathing
(Gasp) Keep breathing, I won't be defeated
[Verse 2: David Dean]
Whatever happened to expression Art turned into business
There ain't no such thing as an Artist, just a product and image
I stay independent, while all these Rappers conform
They only dream to famous where being fake is the norm
I tend to be different I'm not like the average human, honestly I'm reclusive
Isolated myself in the Dark and The Silence and meditate like I'm Buddhist
Illuminate my consciousness with visions they can't understand
Got to keep on breathing, bringing strength to my pineal Gland
Killing instrumentals its simple I make it look easy they better look out for me
Isaac Newton of music I hop in the booth and make lyrical Alchemy
And actually, all I've been noticing lately is nothing but havoc and tragedy
Witnessing media taking advantage of people to orchestrate major catastrophe
(it wouldn't Happen) if we utilized our greatest gift
Awareness of the truth and spark the light that we got built within
There only humans to they breath and bleed like you and I
And think, there's only one percent of them and we got 99
So build a stronger mind, lose the blind and see what's real
Reality reflects and manifest what how we think and feel
So I'm ah take the wheel get rap and go a new direction
Get away from the trends that fade away a make deep impression
[Chorus: Callon B]
[Verse 3: Rekkless]
Keep breathing
I won't deal with these heathens they should know its my season
Trippin off the fact I don't please em
I bet that i break ya world up into pieces
I know that you know you been committing treason
I won't come in shyly I ain bout to sneak in
Im Break-in the barrier that is my demons
I don't give a fuck you can swallow my semen
And then let it settle and turn into cement
And if you don't get it I'm fuckin the belly
Of all of these fakers that should be defeated
That should be deleted
That have been depleted
Becoming deceited and won't ever see it
They G Y beneath us got nothing to teach us
They trying to read us homie I'm the reaper
Say fuck it
I'm bouncin up you can't buck it
I'm the type you shouldn't freeze up with
Hit you quick and bet that they love it
I don't need no fuckin spotlight
Don't need to live in a high life
I don't need all of them bitches or the drugs you fuckin highlight
Livin it up not givin a fuck
While you Taylor ya clothes and you Taylor ya Chuck bitch I'm savin it up and ya life is a bust why you live in a rush and you can't say what's up
You forgot me?
I'm out here in the lobby
With some newspapers and coffee and if you treat it like a hobby
You gone end up super floppy
I'm gone take over can't stop me
I'm the new face of the game
Homie you just another copy
Claimin he's real
Claimin he deals
Claimin he knows where to get all the pills
When in reality trippin on bills
Cus he can't make enough
To go get up his fill
[Chorus: Callon B]
I recall when rappers used to teach us (what they teach you?), that it ain't about fame or the change that you bring in
All I here is poison out my speakers (What they speaking?), if it ain't about guns or the drugs its your sneakers
Or the bitches this is why they critique us, why they don't support us and they only want to stream us
I see how these labels treat us, (how they treat us?)
With a chart topping single, if we flop they ain't need us
So they drop us like classes in the fall, you ain't ever have that mass appeal at all you should withdraw
I'm not a flunky, though a Junkie I am, sittin tall
I pity y'all, what a view I have at City Hall
See, I'm on top of my game you'll learn a lot from me mane
A lot'll try but they'll never replicate it the same
My reputation is straight, don't ever question my methods
Or even ask if I kill it you need to learn to expect it
Well respected on stages, some would call it amazing
I just call how I see it, critics calling me crazy
Or they calling me Collin, the anomaly probably
Just a problem to all of you yet a lot of you follow me
[Chorus: Callon B]
You can bet its lit like a Phoenix, we keep it low key as an Esoteric Secret
Tryna find my way back to Eden, and when I feel lost I just focus on my breathing
(Gasp) Keep breaking, (Gasp) Keep breathing
(Gasp) Keep breathing, exhale all the demons
(Gasp) Keep breathing, (Gasp) Keep breathing
(Gasp) Keep breathing, I won't be defeated
[Verse 2: David Dean]
Whatever happened to expression Art turned into business
There ain't no such thing as an Artist, just a product and image
I stay independent, while all these Rappers conform
They only dream to famous where being fake is the norm
I tend to be different I'm not like the average human, honestly I'm reclusive
Isolated myself in the Dark and The Silence and meditate like I'm Buddhist
Illuminate my consciousness with visions they can't understand
Got to keep on breathing, bringing strength to my pineal Gland
Killing instrumentals its simple I make it look easy they better look out for me
Isaac Newton of music I hop in the booth and make lyrical Alchemy
And actually, all I've been noticing lately is nothing but havoc and tragedy
Witnessing media taking advantage of people to orchestrate major catastrophe
(it wouldn't Happen) if we utilized our greatest gift
Awareness of the truth and spark the light that we got built within
There only humans to they breath and bleed like you and I
And think, there's only one percent of them and we got 99
So build a stronger mind, lose the blind and see what's real
Reality reflects and manifest what how we think and feel
So I'm ah take the wheel get rap and go a new direction
Get away from the trends that fade away a make deep impression
[Chorus: Callon B]
[Verse 3: Rekkless]
Keep breathing
I won't deal with these heathens they should know its my season
Trippin off the fact I don't please em
I bet that i break ya world up into pieces
I know that you know you been committing treason
I won't come in shyly I ain bout to sneak in
Im Break-in the barrier that is my demons
I don't give a fuck you can swallow my semen
And then let it settle and turn into cement
And if you don't get it I'm fuckin the belly
Of all of these fakers that should be defeated
That should be deleted
That have been depleted
Becoming deceited and won't ever see it
They G Y beneath us got nothing to teach us
They trying to read us homie I'm the reaper
Say fuck it
I'm bouncin up you can't buck it
I'm the type you shouldn't freeze up with
Hit you quick and bet that they love it
I don't need no fuckin spotlight
Don't need to live in a high life
I don't need all of them bitches or the drugs you fuckin highlight
Livin it up not givin a fuck
While you Taylor ya clothes and you Taylor ya Chuck bitch I'm savin it up and ya life is a bust why you live in a rush and you can't say what's up
You forgot me?
I'm out here in the lobby
With some newspapers and coffee and if you treat it like a hobby
You gone end up super floppy
I'm gone take over can't stop me
I'm the new face of the game
Homie you just another copy
Claimin he's real
Claimin he deals
Claimin he knows where to get all the pills
When in reality trippin on bills
Cus he can't make enough
To go get up his fill
[Chorus: Callon B]