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Lisa - Breathe lyrics
Breathe 
 Lisa
 (Supernova)
 Woman of my own and tranquil key
 No I'm not just the L out of TLC
 Songstress for the longest
 Felt more adappa as a rappa
 Start to make what it seems
 It's more mind over matter
 Have fun
 Comin' with beats & rhymes
 But it's not so sweet in this light of lime
 Sometimes when you make it people get mad
 Throw buckets grab, backs get stabbed
 It was a hard struggle, meaning shit
 Now it's hard just tryin' to juggle this, among shit
 So people see the smile
 All the while I have an inner child
 That's cryin' denial (cry in denial)
 Cryin' no smile, cryin' with style of beguile
 In piles in aisles of niles
 Meanwhile seem so senile, fakes monsters
 I'm docile, fragile
 I show gentile smiles, I take it a mile
 People don't see the truth, in this booth
 Under my tongue, over my tooth (ah-ooohh)
 Eight nine spoof of my inner youth
 Innocence
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
 It seems right, do the math
 Sportin' laughs, bubble baths, autographs
 Awards and claps
 The glistenin' only comes if people listenin'
 But to a lyricist, chastising conniving, criticists
 Gotta earn your bliss, unchill your wristsLisa - Breathe - http://motolyrics.com/lisa/breathe-lyrics.html
 I know you mince, add bills to rent
 So now you owe me
 That's why I'm so into it
 This tapestry
 Put you abstract, non-skilled folks can't see
 I hinted at them, add tracks
 Don't care if you're mad at
 I speak the past
 I speak rash spirits
 Universal, helped my lyric rehearsals of the here's
 Become an adult from peers, much fears, such tears
 Scorned from revelations dawn
 Things I do like, morning lawns
 I'm morning poems
 That now yawnin' on
 They're not spawning wands (they're not spawning wands)
 This here wand has a magic stick
 Throat-wise called the Larynx
 Helps me spill it, my utter of a mind
 I milk it
 So that it hits your back with spiritual parmalat
 I farm the black
 Spirit staff, Spirit staff, Spirit staff
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 So just close your eyes
 And relax your mind
 As the sounds dig in your brain
 Now don't it feel so strange
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)
 Just breathe and let it go (let it go)









