Breathe (oh!)
Woo! woo! woo!
Breathe!

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..
Then you gotta..

(hook)
Yo these niggaz can't breathe when i come through, hum too
Some shoes gotta be 20 man
Its 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

(chorus)
Look look, their hearts racin
They start chasin
But im 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 u present with the man
U betta breathe

U niggas can't share my air
Or walk around in the pair i wear
And im getting 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 wanna 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
Cuz its 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'm not just layin a verse
Im sayin the facts
I came back with some sicker stones
That got these broke niggaz lookin
At me like they choking on a chicken bone
Every chick i bone
Can't leave the dick alone
So i know
Its one of them everytime i get my phone

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
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..

(hook)
Yo these niggaz can't breathe
When i come through, hum too
Some shoes gotta be 20 man
Its 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

(chorus)
Look look, their hearts racin
They start chasin
But im 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 u present with the man
Bitch, breathe

Parece que necesitan máscara de oxígeno
Hago que sea difícil respirar
Pero guardo las glocks en los escondites
Porque la policía quiere encerrarnos y acosarnos
Y hacer que sea difícil respirar
Tienen que reaccionar
Como tener un ataque de asma
Cuando ven el plasma en la espalda
Ustedes chicos r sibilancias detrás de mí
Mi flujo es como un golpe de estado, brisa a los 90
Esa es la razón por la que me firmaron
Sus metáforas rápidas y golpes duros en los cortes
Siente algo como golpes duros en el intestino
Cómo me dirijo a los odiadores, y debajo de los estimadores
Y cabalgar sobre ellos como si fueran escaleras mecánicas
Se agitaron y se conectaron a los respiradores
En el último aliento hablando con los investigadores
Soy un respiro de aire fresco
Y un par fresco
Enfréntalo, y hazlo hasta que tu cara se ponga azul
Y luego respira

In the presence of the man
Your future looks better than ya
Past if u present with the man
Bitch, breathe

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 u catch a left
Even worse, catch a tef
Only way u catch a f
To the ab, its in the maybe
Rollin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you won't find in kb
I rhyme slick on ya
Ima hav to put the heimlich on ya
Wut u know know bout letting dimes lick on ya?
While you inhale the weed
And it won't stop
Till they inhale ya seed
And they don't stop till 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 isl. gotta,
U niggas gotta, u bitches gotta, everybody breathe

One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta..
Then you gotta.. breathe
Breathe (repeats)