Dani Ultra - Take a Breath Lyrics

Hey. What it do?
I'm going back to my roots
Going over the boom bap beats that I've made inside my room
Guess I still got the same youth, and I'm back to spitting in the booth
I'm still unknown, but I've shown, that I'd die for what I do
So I need to take a breath, cus I'm 'bout to work myself to death
Tryna stack bread, get the homies checks, get my Ma a new address
Ditch this nine to five that drains my mind and is numbing up my head
I've said, I'm stressed, depressed, -yet still my best?
I been bustin' out these beats and working hard with no sweat
And I been locked in, feeling weak, burning kerosene up like a jet
It's every weekend that I'm in deep, and churnin' out flows with the pen
To make them rubberneck, and see that I'm up next, and I do it all again
Ahhh.. shit!
Dani smooth like silk
I'm the best inside my city and that's a hard to swallow pill
Cus I.. kill, the beats I make and stay real
I been workin' on my hits to knock you out like Mother's Milk
That's quick, on my Primetime shit, like Dr. Phil
I been sprinting up the incline, I can't wait to crest the hill
To shine some light upon a Marvel like my name was Peter Quill
I been chasing up my dream, while y'all chasing up a thrill
Maybe that's
Hey. What it do?
I get mixed up a lot
Seems the smoothie that is my moods, keeps blending up my thoughts
And the days seem to fade away, I always seem to lose my spot
I'm a new person everyday, but I'm never the person I want
Still I
Fight! Dani's up every night
Writing 'til it's first light, to"Prove Thyself" like I am Dwight
Thought I'd, die, just to be inside your sight
But I already died inside, and I won't lie, I don't give a f*ck if you don't vibe
Like, Why?
I put my all inside this mic
But thinkin' bout what they'll write got me bouncing off the walls like I'm The Blight
But I'll, try, to keep trekking on despite
And keep building up my sounds, I know there's a fire to ignite
But I need a quick breath, and some rest, maybe a cigarette
I'll share a breath with death, as I teeter on the edge
Dance back and forth in recklessness not knowin' where to tread
I am stressed, depressed, but I am giving you my best
I been bustin' out these beats and working hard to no end
I been dreaming of booking shows and having people who'd attend
But then again, I know my pen, has become my closest friend
So to make them rubberneck, and see that I'm up next, I do it all again