A mind full of whispers, a heart full of scripture
Music is my frame, words paint a picture
Let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it breathe
I use the snare and the bass kick
Soulful melodies are painted
Still my verses seem vacant
I don't know if we don't make it
Let it breathe, let it be
Let it breathe, let it breathe
Let it go, let it free
Let it be, let it breathe
Let it go, let it free
Christmas and August
Black man take off
Yeah, Christmas and August
Black man take off
Yeah, Christmas and August
A colorblind flow
We the most star, resurrect hardest
Step aside
You're blocking my thousand splendid sunshines
Nevermind, intertwined
Rappers looking for punchlines
Music is my frame
Different minds, different space
Words are the picture
Since I learned to tie my laces
Let it breathe for a minute
Let it breathe for a minute
Yeah, before we dump it in
I've painted a picture so vivid
Let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it breathe, let it go, let it breathe
Let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it go, let it breathe
Let it be, let it be, let it breathe


Oh, oh, oh
Music is my frame
Words are the picture
Un mundo impuro que hace que pierda la fea
Fe, fe que tenía en un ser, sé que la vida sin canto no calma la sede, hombre de poca niñez, de cuerpo sin alma, tierra sin fruto, niño en guerra, madres en luto, canten, hablen, griten pa' que otros lo canten, lo bailen, lo citen.
Let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it free, let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it free.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Music is my friend, words are the picture, yeah.
Music is my friend, words are the picture.
Let it be.
Let it breathe, let it go, let it free
Let it be, let it breathe, let it go, let it be