Breathe!
One and the two Two and then the and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and then the and then the four Then you breathe! you gotta (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be man not even funny they can't breathe! The choke holds too The left too right You know what? You These can't breathe! Look look, they racin' They chasin' But I'm so fast when I past That can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you with the man You breathe!
You niggas share my air Or walk a mile in the pair I And I'm getting better by year they say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the through And I pace I know money hungry bitches want to taste my wealth But I em' on a diet they health Or either em' on a quiet And myself And just take a deep I got em' grabbin' chest it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And they in worst rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back And I ain't just a verse I'm the facts I back with some sicker stones That got these niggas looking at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone chick I bone Can't leave the dick So I It's one of every time I flip my phone
One and the two Two and then the Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and then the you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too Some shoes, be twenty man It's not even funny can't breathe! The choke too tight The looks too right You know what? You These can't breathe! Look look, they racin' They start But I'm so fast I blow past they can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks better than ya if you present with the man You breathe!
I see em on the block when I like they need oxygen mask-es I it hard to breathe! But I the glocks in the stashes 'cause the cops want to and harass us And make it to breathe! has to react Like havin' a asthma they see the plasma in back You are wheezin' behind me My is like a coupe, breezing at ninety That's the reason signed me It's quick metaphors and punches on the cuts Feels like hard punches to the gut How I address the haters and estimaters And ride up on like they escalators They shook up and up to respirators On they last breath talking to I'm a of fresh air And a fresh Face it boo and do it till your get blue
One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and then the you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! you gotta (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these can't (breathe) When the walk in it Pop a few in it As quick as a tick in a New minute Catch a breath, fore you catch a Even worse, a Tef Only way you a F To the A-be, its in the Rollin with my Gripping on a toy you won't find in "KB" I slick on ya I'm a have to put the on ya What you bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? you inhale the weed And it won't stop till inhale ya seed And it don't I tell em' to breathe a doctor with a stethoscope I see no fucking hope Unless these breathe!
Yeah, Brooklyn gotta The Bronx Queens Staten Isle You gotta You gotta breathe!
One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!