now A near death made her see through the clouds Can't breathe cannot stop You got to be on the move Be on the move Can't breathe cannot stop You've
what I can what, what, huh, huh. [repeat] [Verse 1:] Can't nobody ever say I don't love my man Who are you justify what I can and can't? (Da, da, da
paw don't believe better call I need a fre fre fre freak I mean a tramp ma and my dick you can lick like a stamp ugh and ya back you can arch like a ramp
s feet Cause you can't be down, you had gravity deficiency (We spit thoughts!) I translate harpoons to sharp death When the point is made, from my underwater breath Don't
and syncopate but I'm still in the mix One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence Life's a L-O-T-T-O, carry a switch for self-defense
and open up my front door I ain't playin' no more I don't kill squirrels no more Ya don't know I put my shine box away So don't push my buttons if you
the aerial mist sink falling, slowly traversing the atmosphere calling A soft breeze whispers slowly in the valley in my mind And its breath, both foul
t forget the O's that let the air in my nose Breathe in the fresh as the stale hit the road Girls ask for flicks and unblock the pores Eat the Al Greens, won't
down by the Bureau Can't kick it with the dead until my life stop but Bush got a ouija to talk to Adam Weishaupt I breath artist time fans the artist
you were before me what will I do when no one is left here? stare into the headlights so blankly and unprepared I never felt this coming I never even herd you breathe
like that or be nothing !" Can you feel the fatal destiny ? The shame of being yourself The fright of being rejected The dry taste of exclusion Its cold breath
She's just a part of the herd yeah,yeah Lights out shut down Late night wet ground You walk by look at him But he can't look at you you might feel pity
strange fruit hiding in your leaves Idolatry, tricked knowledge's, their policy My souls be set on fire I rose from the depths from liars Breath of Elijah
And so much can change in a second when everybody's hiding the truth An eternal quest for some happiness is there anything we won't screw? Like a loaded
-hog status will blast ya seat From t to the e-c-h-n-i-e-c (Techniec) Free from all this nonsense, guilt, and shame Can't trust no hoes They the one's
way after the show, I breathe for a pit-stop surrounded by chicks who dont listen to hip-hop, but they do now , im sorta like a missionary gettin every word into every herd
my nose when you approach I suppose That you ruined your clothes and can't breathe through your nose Hold it in, you can't but you tried I can't help
forgotten herd With rotten dust for rotting brains So take a deep breath in And follow me to a place that's cold Where I can't walk alone Sit in
