Lyrics:

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

Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too
Some shoes gotta be twenty, 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
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, bitch

I see 'em on the block when I passes
Lookin like they need oxygen mask-s
I make it hard to BREATHE
But I keep the glocks in the stashes
'Cause the cops wanna 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
Its slick 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 'em like they escalators
They shook up and hooked up to respirators
On they last breath talkin to investigators
I'm a breathe of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo, and do it till your face get blue
And then 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
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

Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too
Some shoes gotta be twenty 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
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 gotta, 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 you catch a left
Even worse, catch a tef
Only way you catch a f
To the AB, its in the maybe
Rollin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you won't find at KB
I rhyme slick on ya
Then'll have to put the Heimlich on ya
What you know know bout letting dimes lick on ya?
While you inhale the weed
And it won't stop till they inhale your seed
And it 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 Isle 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
Then you gotta

Breathe