[Intro]

You know what I mean?

Shit, let the motherfucker bleed the same blood I bleed

This fuckin' hurt a little kid

Niggas know where to find me

Forever breathe

[Verse 1]

Never duck another motherfucker, repeat it

Never duck another motherfucker, nigga better delete it

Put the cerebellum in killer mode, for real a foe

Can never get with what a gorilla know

Killin' syllable, feelin' ya biblical ritual

This shit'll get rid of ya pain, here in your pitiful game

This is political pain, deep in the pit of your brain

Let it rain with the unforgettable aim *gunshot*

Nigga lookin' for a spot to bust

'Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us

But instead of lookin' for a cock to fuck

Kill a nigga like he was rockin' the swastika

You can do it, but you blew it, 'cause you're mockin' up

Get your ride on, nigga is you rock or what?

Lots of luck, you really gonna need it, hella heated

Motherfucker let the Glock erupt, box him up

[Bridge]

I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut

I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milla

Caught up in the middle, I'm a little sick and different

I mean it when I said it, you remember that?

Hell motherfuckin' yeah!

You don't wanna get in trouble with a nigga like the Tecca N9na

If you looking like an enemy (Bust)

We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)

[Chorus]

(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?

(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one

(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns

(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some

(Breathe!)

[Verse 2]

Never let a hatin' motherfucker see you sweat

Bleed the chest, no need regret

I fun day caper, a Sunday paper, so I can read the rest

I can dig it, you can dig it, put a nigga in the grave

If you hate or penetrate a loop of love a nigga made

If you step up to me you will never benefit

Nigga if I start it, I'ma finish it

Run up on a motherfucker while he fuckin' a chick

Put a bullet in her head while she's suckin' a dick

Wasn't a bit of evidence, baby it's irrelevant

You got it with your nigga, that's the luck of the grit

Bring pain to everyone

In your face with the bane, you very some

It's a motherfuckin' shame we carry guns

If you don't, you're insane or very dumb

Tecca N9na's too rough (Too rough) Too hard (Too hard)

Too tough (Too tough) You scarred (You scarred)

'Cause a nigga know a motherfuckin' round will spit

Fuckin' around with the killer clown and shit

[Bridge 2]

If you really wanna do it, nigga, we can step into it

Put us up against some motherfuckers and we runnin' through it

Fuck a nigga, buck a nigga if he think he's a guerrilla

Meant it when I said it, you remember that?

Hell motherfuckin' yeah!

You don't wanna get in trouble with a nigga like the Tecca N9na

If you looking like an enemy (Bust)

We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)

[Chorus]

(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?

(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one

(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns

(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some

[Verse 3]

Get sprayed by the TEC-9 hand gun, now I'm on the outrun

Flowin' up again and hot, cooked, well done

Fuckin' with a crazy insane warlord

Punks wanna trip, but they know I'm too motherfuckin' hard

Deadly, tickin' like a time bomb

Fuckin' with me you would think you were in Vietnam

When I explode ain't nothin' left but remains

But those who were froze fuckin' with a nigga insane

Mentally minded mad, motherfuckin' madman

Out to attack, sinkin' punks like quicksand

Droppin' and poppin' any punk that buck so

Bring a body bag if you wanna get fucked up

There it is you little bitch made nigga

Start runnin' when I'm playin' with the trigger

An Uzi, a 12-gauge, it really don't matter

Many suckers die when the shotgun scatter

From block to block, hood to hood, street to street

Boy you can't fuck with me

So for those who told you jump up and talk shit

Admit you bitch, your little ass got lit

[Bridge]

I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut

I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milla

Caught up in the middle, I'm a little sick and different

I mean it when I said it, you remember that?

Hell motherfuckin' yeah!

You don't wanna get in trouble with a nigga like the Tecca N9na

If you looking like an enemy (Bust)

We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)

[Chorus]

(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?

(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one

(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns

(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some

(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?

(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one

(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns

(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some

(Breathe!)

[Outro]

That's beautiful

RonnZfromBerlin and shit, hardcore cat

Blaze your weed to this

This is dedicated to my homeboy Walter Jefferson

W.J. Wee Capone nigga

If I ever breathe, if I ever live

Fear no motherfucking man

Who bleeds the same blood I bleed

And still listen to you kids

That's real shit, nigga

Breathe