A Mind Full Of Whispers

A mind full of whispers

My heart full of scripture

Music is my frame

And words play the picture

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

I used a snare at a basket

So formalities are painted

Still my voice is seeing vague in

I don't know if we don't make it

Let it breath

Let it be

Let it go

Let it free

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Yeah

Christmas in August

Black months head office

A color blind lost

We the most star resurrect at us

Step aside

You're blocking my thousand splendid sunshine

Never mind, it's a twine

Rappers looking for punchlines

Music is my frame

Different minds different space

The words are the picture

Since I learned to tie my lace

Let it breath for a minute

Let it free for a minute

Yeah before we dump with it

I painted a picture so vivid

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Music is my frame

The words are the picture

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Mundo impuro que hace que pierda la fe

Se que tenia un ser

Se que la vida si encanta no calma

La sed de hombre de poca ni nie

De curpo sin alma, tierra sin fruto

Nino en guerra, madres en luto

Canten, hablen, griten pa' que otro lo canten,

Lo valen, lo sienten

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Ah ah ah ah ah

Music is my frame

The words are the picture

Music is my frame

The words are the picture

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free

Let it be

Let it breath

Let it go

Let it free