Breathe (feat. Montreea)

I gotta vent about the nonsense That's got me nauseous Heartsick with vengeance of my father Do you understand that my father is bothered But slow to rip apart these Murderers stopping heart beats YAH The blood of the innocent is crying Why would they deny them the life of a minor Planning parent hoods with two knives and some pliers The guilty won't escape from your wrath or the fire Nah It aint gunna happen I know what your word says That's why I'm rappin I gotta let them know The consequences of their actions Before they pass another bill and laugh at what's tragic Unfathomable madness Got me prostrate Crying on my mattress Crying out to God like Why does this happen But the answer is past tense Every since the sickenss of sin infected masses So I'm praying for the masses That they turn from sin And repent from this madness There is healing and compassion From the God who forms little babies under mom's skin The hardened mother heard the words of the track And godly sorrow began to have her work come to pass Repentance was real like the tears in her eyes She sobbed and cried and gave a reply like Word's can't describe How I feel right now Don't believe the mask when you see me smile I can't undo what I did that day You don't understand the type of pain it makes I should of let him Breathe breathe breathe I should of let her Breathe breathe breathe I should of let him Breathe breathe breathe I should of let her breathe I should of let him breathe I should of let them breathe I gotta vent about these cowards That got me nauseous From the back of The pew to pulpit The fear of man has silenced the power you forfeit As your closed lips Surrender acceptance to Molech Ugh Literally you gotta be kidding me God's hostility's brewing What are you doing With the voice he gave You to rebuke this Foolishness with profuseness I'm a nuisance to your pathetic excuses That refuse to rebuke this Facts What the heck are you doing Scared to offend So you blend with their movement Or preserving your reputation So you can Build your congregation and get tithes from the new men No Sir Ain't gunna work You better repent for the words Un-heard blood on your shirt You better come clean with his word Word The word of truth came to work for real The word is real No matter how emotions feel The father's real Able to forgive and heal So repent for real Seek God's face and will Now The congregation heard the words of the track And godly sorry began to have her work come to pass Some just laughed but the others turned fast With their hearts and their hands raised Singing in the back like Word's can't describe how I feel right now Don't believe the mask when you see me smile I can't undo what I did that day You don't understand the type of pain it makes I should of let him Breathe breathe breathe I should of let her Breathe breathe breathe I should of let him Breathe breathe breathe I should of let her breathe I should of let him breathe I should of let them live