Luyện nghe bài hát Breathe

[Intro: Killah
Yeah, breathe in,
do it...

[Killah
Slug out, never that, dude, clever cat
Eat shit, spliffs, get high, reminisce
Innocence, bulletproof, any one, through
Junior High, do it fly, fuck in grade Summer
through, get me drunk, blunted too, every month
Hundred shoes, every son, jewels, never front
Got older, hunger grew, watched the younger fools
Squat out from the guns they usin', not to the most of them
rolls, microphones, one, two, revolution
Sons due, evolution, in a rhyme, ghetto
In the mind, I'm movin, in time, intwine
Lines all out of ideas, thoughts expose the
Painted pictures, mask clear, like a spear
from the atmos, my raps soaked in the pages
Kids I play with, different flavors, instant
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

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I just breathe, the breathe of life in the
Feel my notepads with sites, now, you like God did to Israelites
I just breathe, the breathe'll in tap
my cassettes, fate awakin' you, holdin' in like herb in your chest

[Killah
I'd rather spit it to it right, a dome
Like a jewel in a throne, microphone, recite a
Hypotone, out the ghetto route, track thugs meadow out
blood devil house, gat slugs, here's your addict
Pushers of habits, took us, look and seen me mad it
Cash laws, hog, gas talk in the hood
Black boars, burnin' wood, crack walls turnin'
Nickel bags, mag, blackout, semi' four
Black watch, ready for war, sasquatch, four
Blood, strength, through the Clan, wear the colors of our
Love our mothers, love our dads, sister drug out on glass
You ain't mad when they ain't refer, jump out the window, chasin' Jesus
Hunt me in the garbage, told me, a prophet
Used to recite scriptures, and dust, now our poppin'
Gems drop in '88, cake, first born
I'm late, words long, worst one was '91

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[Killah
Second son, I'm stressin' young, blesses come, deal
it real, tess my skills, '96, my third born
Word born, vicious like he him tight, and mellow hobby
I'm the and the author, change my name to Masada
First rhyme, search mine, first crime, I a ring
Sold it, in dreams, felt guilty but the feelin' passed
Learned to put, all my in my past
Kids that had a thinking, my books and bring
you read, all these laws
Blow coasts, smoke spliff, old flicks,
Flip cake, chicks scrape, that's me, thick
Swift blade, in the pockets, days in the projects
Slick way, I'm the stocking cap, I got in rap
Family, albums, gun, drugs, know the outcome
Book, sweater, very, wedding flicks, obituraries
Lyrics that be military, you like a cemetery
Hahahah... in

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