april skies
breathe
WOO! WOO! WOO! BREATHE!  [Bridge] One and then the two  Two and then the three  Three and then the four  Then you gotta BREATHE  One and then the two  Two and then the three  Three and then the four  Then you gotta BREATHE  Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp)  [Hook I] Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too  Some shoes, gotta be 20 man  It's not even funny they can't BREATHE  The choke holds too tight  The left looks too right  You know what? You right  These bitches can't BREATHE   (Hook II)  Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE  In the presence of the man  Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man  You betta BREATHE   You niggaz can't share my air  Or walk a mile in the pair I wear  And I'm gettin better year by year  Like they say Juan do  Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through  And I pace myself  I know these money hungry bitches want to taste my wealth  But I keep em' on a diet  Embrace they health  Or either keep em' on a quiet  And space myself  And just take a deep breath  I got em' grabbin' they chest  'cause it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best  And they in they worst  They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back And I ain't just layin a verse  I'm sayin the facts  I came back with some sicka stones  That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone  Every chick I bone  Can't leave the dick alone  So I know  It's one of them everytime I flip my phone   [BRIDGE]   [HOOK I]  [HOOK II]  I see em on the block when I passes  Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es  I make it hard to BREATHE  But I keep the glocks in the stashes  'cause the cops want to lock and harass us  And make it hard to BREATHE  They has to react  Like havin' a asthma attack  When they see the plasma in back  You dudes are wheezin' behind me  My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90  That's the reason they signed me  It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts  Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut  How I address the haters and under estimaters  And ride up on them like they escalators  They shook up and hooked up to respirators  On they last breath talking to investigators  I'm a breath of fresh air  And a fresh pair  Face it boo and do it till your face get blue  And then BREATHE   [BRIDGE]   [HOOK I]  [HOOK II]  When the crew walk in it  Pop a few corks in it  As quick as a tick in a New York minute  Catch a breath, fore you catch a left  Even worse, catch a Tef  Only way you catch a F  To the A-be	, its in the maybe  Rollin with my baby  Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+  I rhyme slick on ya  I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya  What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya? While you inhale the weed  And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe  Like a doctor with a stethoscope  I don't see no fuckin hope  Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE   Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta You bitches gotta Everybody BREATHE   One and then the two  Two and then the three  Three and then the four  Then you gotta.. BREATHE Then you gotta..  Then you gotta..  BREATHE Oh* BREATHE BREATHE  Oh* BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE Oh* BREATHE BREATHE