Breathe!
One and the two Two and then the Three and the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and the four Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be man It's not funny they can't breathe! The holds too tight The looks too right You know what? You bitches can't breathe! Look look, they racin' They chasin' But I'm so fast when I past they can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you present the man You breathe!
You niggas can't my air Or walk a in the pair I wear And I'm better year by year Like say Juan do Cops smell me if you brought the canines through And I myself I know these money hungry bitches want to taste my But I em' on a diet Embrace health Or either keep em' on a And space And just take a deep I got em' grabbin' chest it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And they in worst They rather see me lay in the hearse lay in the back And I ain't just a verse I'm the facts I came back with sicker stones That got broke niggas looking at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I Can't leave the alone So I It's one of them every time I flip my
One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and the four Then you breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too Some shoes, be twenty man not even funny they can't breathe! The choke holds too The looks too right You know You right These can't breathe! Look look, hearts racin' They chasin' But I'm so when I blow past That can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks better ya past if you present with the man You breathe!
I see em on the block when I Looking like need oxygen mask-es I it hard to breathe! But I keep the in the stashes 'cause the want to lock and harass us And it hard to breathe! They has to havin' a asthma attack When they see the in back You are wheezin' behind me My is like a coupe, breezing at ninety That's the reason they me It's metaphors and hard punches on the cuts Feels like hard punches to the gut How I address the haters and under And ride up on them like they They up and hooked up to respirators On they last talking to investigators I'm a breath of air And a pair Face it boo and do it till face get blue
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and then the Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these can't (breathe) the crew walk in it Pop a few in it As quick as a in a New York minute a breath, fore you catch a left Even worse, a Tef way you catch a F To the A-be, its in the with my baby Gripping on a toy you won't find in "KB" I slick on ya I'm a to put the Heimlich on ya What you know bout dimes lick on ya? you inhale the weed And it stop till they inhale ya seed And it stop I tell em' to breathe Like a with a stethoscope I don't see no hope these motherfuckers breathe!
Yeah, gotta gotta The gotta gotta Staten Isle You gotta You bitches breathe!
One and the two Two and then the Three and the four you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!