Breathe
Fabolous"Breathe" is a song by Fabolous, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:26 long and contains 149 lines and 844 words.
Lyrics
0:06One and then the two
0:08Two and then the three
0:09Three and then the four
0:10Then you gotta breathe
0:12One and then the two
0:13Two and then the three
0:15Three and then the four
0:16Then you gotta breathe
0:18Then you gotta (gasp)
0:19Then you gotta (gasp)
0:22Yo these niggas can't breathe when I come through hum too
0:25Some shoes gotta be twenty man
0:27It's not even funny they can't breathe
0:29The choke holds too tight
0:31The left looks too right
0:32You know what You right
0:33These b**ches can't breathe
0:35Look look they hearts racin'
0:36They start chasin'
0:37But I'm so fast when I blow past
0:39That they can't breathe
0:40In the presence of the man
0:42Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man
0:46You better breathe
0:46You niggas can't share my air
0:48Or walk a mile in the pair I wear
0:51And I'm getting better year by year
0:53Like they say Juan do
0:54Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
0:57And I pace myself
0:59I know these money hungry b**ches want to taste my wealth
1:01But I keep 'em on a diet
1:03Embrace they health
1:04Or either keep 'em on a quiet
1:06And space myself
1:07And just take a deep breath
1:09I got 'em grabbin' they chest
1:10'Cause it's hurtin' 'em to see Fab in his best
1:13And they in they worst
1:14They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back
1:17And I ain't just laying a verse
1:19I'm saying the facts
1:20I came back with some sicker stones
1:23That got these broke niggas looking at me
1:25Like they chokin' on a chicken bone
1:27Every chick I bone
1:28Can't leave the dick alone
1:29So I know
1:30It's one of them every time I flip my phone
1:32Breathe
1:33One and then the two
1:34Two and then the three
1:36Three and then the four
1:37Then you gotta breathe
1:39One and then the two
1:40Two and then the three
1:41Three and then the four
1:43Then you gotta breathe
1:44One and then the two
1:46Two and then the three
1:47Three and then the four
1:49Then you gotta breathe
1:50Then you gotta (gasp)
1:52Then you gotta (gasp)
1:54Yo these niggas can't breathe when I come through hum too
1:58Some shoes gotta be twenty man
2:00It's not even funny they can't breathe
2:02The choke holds too tight
2:03The left looks too right
2:05You know what You right
2:06These b**ches can't breathe
2:07Look look they hearts racin'
2:09They start chasin'
2:10But I'm so fast when I blow past
2:12That they can't breathe
2:13In the presence of the man
2:15Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man
2:18You better breathe
2:19I see 'em on the block when I passes
2:21Looking like they need oxygen mask-es
2:23I make it hard to breathe
2:25But I keep the glocks in the stashes
2:27'Cause the cops want to lock and harass us
2:29And make it hard to breathe
2:31They has to react
2:32Like havin' a asthma attack
2:33When they see the plasma in back
2:35You dudes are wheezin' behind me
2:37My flow is like a coupe breezing at ninety
2:40That's the reason they signed me
2:41It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
2:45Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut
2:47How I address the haters and under estimaters
2:50And ride up on them like they escalators
2:53They shook up and hooked up to respirators
2:56On they last breath talking to investigators
2:59I'm a breath of fresh air
3:00And a fresh pair
3:01Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
3:05Breathe
3:06One and then the two
3:07Two and then the three
3:08Three and then the four
3:10Then you gotta breathe
3:11One and then the two
3:12Two and then the three
3:14Three and then the four
3:15Then you gotta breathe
3:17One and then the two
3:18Two and then the three
3:20Three and then the four
3:21Then you gotta breathe
3:23Then you gotta (gasp)
3:24Then you gotta (gasp)
3:27Yo these niggas can't (breathe)
3:28When the crew walk in it
3:30Pop a few corks in it
3:31As quick as a tick in a New York minute
3:33Catch a breath fore you catch a left
3:35Even worse catch a Tef
3:36Only way you catch a F
3:38To the A-be it's in the maybe
3:41Rollin' with my baby
3:42Gripping on a toy that you won't find in "KB"
3:45I rhyme slick on ya
3:46I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya
3:49What you know 'bout lettin' dimes lick on ya
3:51While you inhale the w**d
3:52And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed
3:55And it don't stop I tell 'em to breathe
3:58Like a doctor with a stethoscope
4:00I don't see no f**king hope
4:01Unless these motherf**kers breathe
4:03Yeah Brooklyn gotta
4:04Uptown gotta
4:06The Bronx gotta
4:07Queens gotta
4:09Staten Isle gotta
4:10You niggas gotta
4:12You b**ches gotta
4:13Everybody breathe
4:15One and then the two
4:16Two and then the three
4:18Three and then the four
4:19Then you gotta breathe
4:21Then you gotta
4:22Then you gotta
4:26Breathe
4:26Breathe - Fabolous
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) Yo these niggas 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 b**ches 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 better breathe You niggas can't share my air Or walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm 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 b**ches want to 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 'Cause it's 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 ain't just laying a verse I'm saying the facts I came back with some sicker stones That got these broke niggas looking at me Like they chokin' on a chicken bone Every chick I bone Can't leave the dick alone So I know It's one of them every time I flip my phone 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 (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) Yo these niggas 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 b**ches 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 better breathe I see 'em on the block when I passes Looking like they need oxygen mask-es I make it hard to breathe But I keep the glocks in the stashes 'Cause the cops want to 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 breezing at ninety That's the reason they signed me It's quick 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 them like they escalators They shook up and hooked up to respirators On they last breath talking to investigators I'm a breath of fresh air And a fresh pair Face it boo and do it till your face get blue 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 (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp) Yo these niggas can't (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 A-be it's in the maybe Rollin' with my baby Gripping on a toy that you won't find in "KB" I rhyme slick on ya I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya What you know 'bout lettin' dimes lick on ya While you inhale the w**d And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed And it don't stop I tell 'em to breathe Like a doctor with a stethoscope I don't see no f**king hope Unless these motherf**kers breathe Yeah Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta The Bronx gotta Queens gotta Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta You b**ches 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 Breathe - Fabolous
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