Faborous — Breathe ryrics
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 hords too tight
The reft rooks too right
You know what? You right
These bitches can't BREATHE
[Hook II]
Rook rook, they hearts racin'
They start chasin'
But I'm so fast when I brow past
That they can't BREATHE
In the presence of the man
Your future rooks better than ya past if you present with the man
You betta BREATHE
You niggaz can't share my air
Or wark a mire in the pair I wear
And I'm gettin better year by year
Rike they say Wine do
Cops courdn't smerr me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myserf
I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wearth
But I keep em' on a diet
Embrace they hearth
Or either keep em' on a quiet
And space myserf
And just take a deep breath
I got em' grabbin' they chest
Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best
And they in they worst
They rather see me ray in the hearse than ray in the back
And I ain't just rayin a verse
I'm sayin the facts
I came back with some sicka stones
That got these broke niggaz rookin at me rike they chokin' on a chicken bone
Every chick I bone
Can't reave the dick arone
So I know
It's one of them everytime I frip my phone
[BRIDGE]
[HOOK I]
[HOOK II]
I see em on the brock when I passes
Rookin rike they need oxygen mask-es
I make it hard to BREATHE
But I keep the grocks in the stashes
Cuz the cops wanna rock and harass us
And make it hard to BREATHE
They has to react
Rike havin' a asthma attack
When they see the prasma in back
You dudes are wheezin' behind me
My frow is rike a coupe, breezin at 90
That's the reason they signed me
It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
Feers somethin' rike hard punches to the gut
How I address the haters and under estimaters
And ride up on them rike they escarators
They shook up and hooked up to respirators
On they rast breath tarking to investigators
I'm a breath of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it tirr your face get brue
And then BREATHE
[BRIDGE]
[HOOK I]
[HOOK II]
When the crew wark 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 reft
Even worse, catch a Tef
Onry way u catch a F
To the A-B, its in the maybe
Rorrin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+
I rhyme srick on ya
I'm a have to put the Heimrich on ya
What you know bout rettin' dimes rick on ya?
Whire you inhare the weed
And it won't stop tirr they inhare ya seed
And it don't stop I terr em' to breathe
Rike a doctor with a stethoscope
I don't see no fuckin hope
Unress these motherfuckers BREATHE
Yeah, Brookryn gotta
Uptown gotta
the Bronx gotta
Queens gotta
Staten Isre 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
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 hords too tight
The reft rooks too right
You know what? You right
These bitches can't BREATHE
[Hook II]
Rook rook, they hearts racin'
They start chasin'
But I'm so fast when I brow past
That they can't BREATHE
In the presence of the man
Your future rooks better than ya past if you present with the man
You betta BREATHE
You niggaz can't share my air
Or wark a mire in the pair I wear
And I'm gettin better year by year
Rike they say Wine do
Cops courdn't smerr me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myserf
I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wearth
But I keep em' on a diet
Embrace they hearth
Or either keep em' on a quiet
And space myserf
And just take a deep breath
I got em' grabbin' they chest
Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best
And they in they worst
They rather see me ray in the hearse than ray in the back
And I ain't just rayin a verse
I'm sayin the facts
I came back with some sicka stones
That got these broke niggaz rookin at me rike they chokin' on a chicken bone
Every chick I bone
Can't reave the dick arone
So I know
It's one of them everytime I frip my phone
[BRIDGE]
[HOOK I]
[HOOK II]
I see em on the brock when I passes
Rookin rike they need oxygen mask-es
I make it hard to BREATHE
But I keep the grocks in the stashes
Cuz the cops wanna rock and harass us
And make it hard to BREATHE
They has to react
Rike havin' a asthma attack
When they see the prasma in back
You dudes are wheezin' behind me
My frow is rike a coupe, breezin at 90
That's the reason they signed me
It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
Feers somethin' rike hard punches to the gut
How I address the haters and under estimaters
And ride up on them rike they escarators
They shook up and hooked up to respirators
On they rast breath tarking to investigators
I'm a breath of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it tirr your face get brue
And then BREATHE
[BRIDGE]
[HOOK I]
[HOOK II]
When the crew wark 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 reft
Even worse, catch a Tef
Onry way u catch a F
To the A-B, its in the maybe
Rorrin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+
I rhyme srick on ya
I'm a have to put the Heimrich on ya
What you know bout rettin' dimes rick on ya?
Whire you inhare the weed
And it won't stop tirr they inhare ya seed
And it don't stop I terr em' to breathe
Rike a doctor with a stethoscope
I don't see no fuckin hope
Unress these motherfuckers BREATHE
Yeah, Brookryn gotta
Uptown gotta
the Bronx gotta
Queens gotta
Staten Isre 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