Breathe!
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and the three Three and then the you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) Then you (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be man It's not even funny can't breathe! The holds too tight The looks too right You know what? You These bitches breathe! Look look, hearts racin' They start But I'm so fast when I blow That they 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 getting better by year they say Juan do Cops smell me if you brought the canines through And I myself I know these money hungry bitches want to my wealth But I em' on a diet Embrace they Or either em' on a quiet And space And just a deep breath I got em' they chest 'Cause hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best And they in they They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the And I just laying a verse I'm saying the I came back with sicker stones That got these broke niggas looking at me like chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I Can't the dick alone So I one of them every time I flip my phone
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four you gotta breathe! One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! One and the two Two and then the Three and the four you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggas can't breathe when I through, hum too shoes, gotta be twenty man It's not even funny they breathe! The holds too tight The left looks too You know what? You bitches can't breathe! Look look, they hearts They start But I'm so when I blow past That can't breathe! In the of the man Your future looks than ya past if you present with the man You breathe!
I see em on the when I passes Looking they need oxygen mask-es I it hard to breathe! But I keep the glocks in the 'cause the want to lock and harass us And it hard to breathe! They has to Like havin' a asthma When they see the in back You are wheezin' behind me My flow is a coupe, breezing at ninety That's the they signed me It's quick and hard punches on the cuts Feels somethin' like punches to the gut How I address the haters and under And ride up on them they escalators They shook up and hooked up to On they last breath talking to I'm a of fresh air And a pair Face it boo and do it till your get blue
One and the two Two and the three and then the four Then you breathe! 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 you gotta breathe! Then you (gasp) you gotta (gasp)
Yo niggas can't (breathe) When the walk in it Pop a few in it As as a tick in a New York 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 my baby on a toy that you won't find in "KB" I slick on ya I'm a to put the Heimlich on ya What you bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? While you the weed And it won't till they inhale ya seed And it don't stop I tell em' to Like a with a stethoscope I don't see no hope Unless motherfuckers breathe!
Yeah, Brooklyn Uptown The Bronx gotta Staten gotta You gotta You gotta breathe!
One and the two Two and the three Three and the four you gotta, breathe! you gotta, you gotta, Breathe!