The Grouch - Breath lyrics

[Verse 1] Well you can make any day the greatest day Just visualize peace when you play this I'm not saying my whole life's a meditative state But I was calm, cool, collect when I laid this Call me the Grouch, but I don't get upset Kick a verse through the speaker, get my gouda, then jet Back to my fam, I live the life of a man Two cars, two dogs, a wife, and a plan I told you I was making sense All else will make you crazy like following trends But keeping up with the neighbors won't save ya I'm deep enough to know myself; now that's major And I'm proud of me No male figure to teach me how to be Oh well Too eager to reach outerly, I should have known If all was good at home, I wouldn't have grown I put it in poem to show 'em a better way Something abstract and clever, not led astray Break bread, make good, awaken We takin' this hip hop back to self-creation Meaning I can say whatever I want And I don't have to act a certain way to make a chunk Ain't a punk just because it's not the same as before Temptation lures, but my aim is pure [Hook] It used to be stress; now it is breath It used to be broke; now it's invest It used to be faded, and now it's controlled It used to be underground; now it's known It used to be young, and now it's cla**ic It's still good music, and it still is magic I still am feelin' true to myself My family, my friends, my everyone else [Verse 2] And now I'm smarter; I put a filter on my water And I bless my home cause I'm raising a daughter Can't be a p**n addict no more; that's smaller Than who I'm supposed to be; hoes, please don't holler (Hey, Grouch!) I can hear the call of the wild Another man down, swallowed by the mob of the crowd But I hold my ground, speak loud Tell them simple is the new cool, young fool Sober is the new drunk, pregnant's new skinny How long you gonna f** the world and ride on enemies Supplied amenities, I use them I don't rely on crutches though, plus it's oozin' Out the pores of my skin, pure truth And when combined with the beat, you feel the music Literally healing movement Watch the expressions change from blank to student And all the people say don't stop doin' it So I won't be one to badly influence them again Just fill my soul as ink from the pen I think, fill a hole for every now and then [Hook] It used to be stress; now it is breath It used to be broke; now it's invest It used to be faded, and now it's controlled It used to be underground; now it's known It used to be young, and now it's cla**ic It's still good music, and it still is magic I still am feelin' true to myself My family, my friends, my everyone else