Sun Breathing (feat. Austin Simmon) [Remastered]

I couldn't sense or evade, the day I entered the game Now I remember relations to the members in graves That's why I temper the blade, to light the embers ablaze That's why I temper the flame, you cannot censor the rage My ascension is long awaited, the drip is consolidated Remove the pool as the proof that I'm totally concentrated I use the pool as the booze when the demon's are congregating Then blew the roof off a dude, 'cause the hollow is consecrated Reckon accepting the lesson, but it ain't seep in He's stressing, professing connections 'cause he ain't linked in Till they rescind, I'll ride the waves when I plug in Then lie and wait for them to butt in The first is leeway The second the sea sprays The third is decay, then wait for the replay The first to see straight  The second's a briefcase The third to erase, wait Do you hear that... Drum Beating Then you better... Run Heathen If you see a ... Son Breathing Then you see the... Sun Breathing Grip the metal and watch the drum get to beating Clip a devil, nowhere to run little heathen Let him live, now look at the son breathing Getting litty while hitting the sun breathing Okay, way I'm breathing they gon hop on the wave The way I punish all these demons they all gotta behave I gotta be brave, so when I see an opp I engage For the family and the homies I've been locked in this rage Was there... anything I could've done differently Sick wit grief, darkness in this pit what's gotten into me Hard to cope with all the atrocities that I didn't see No, gotta stop and let's switch up this awful energy I can write the future so why dwell on the past Swinging for what I believe in give it all that I have And so I push, big drive, that's why I go forward (ford) Go for the head, I won't make the same mistake as Thor Do you hear that... Drum Beating Then you better... Run Heathen If you see a ... Son Breathing Then you see the... Sun Breathing Grip the metal and watch the drum get to beating Clip a devil, nowhere to run little heathen Let him live, now look at the son breathing Getting litty while hitting the sun breathing Breath in the swing when the team's receiving the heat Metal keep repeating the thing, till it weave and speak through the street Gotta keep the heathen in me, Gotta keep the beat at the peak Till' you see the steam of releasing the king of demons in me Then I get cold on the track, that's when the pole are expressed Panelling most of the acts to feel the solar effects Steadily closing the gap, to put a soldier to rest Clique get to overreacting, then they fold on the set That boy a different kinda gunner, they gone when I hunt a hunter And bro still run with thunder, the goat that's never leaving his Throne to hunt a bum or a goon, ain't worth the slug in the tool But if you buck, we can duel, 'cause my rule's The first is leeway The second the sea sprays The third is decay, then wait for the replay The first to see straight  The second's a briefcase The third to erase, wait Do you hear that... Drum Beating Then you better... Run Heathen If you see a ... Son Breathing Then you see the... Sun Breathing Grip the metal and watch the drum get to beating Clip a devil, nowhere to run little heathen Let him live, now look at the son breathing Getting litty while hitting the sun breathing