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notion - breathe كلمات الأغنية

intro –
whoo! yo, uh… 1 & then the 2,(2) 2 & then the 3
3 & to the 4, then you gotta

[verse 1]
eh dawg, you wanna sign me son, thats all good news
coz i ain’t from the hood dude, makin crook moves
im from the burbs like i should, bouncin’ crude tunes
& all my crew cruise around in them new coupe’s, ooh!)
im out raw, ain’t no-body do it like i did it
takin’ it ’round the world, & im just havin’ fun wit it
p-ssin’ the test, im the last of the fresh
its no-tion m-p-3, been captured at best!
you gotta breathe!, coz you never comin close to the st–z
sn-tchin air from ya lungs, you got a h-ll of a weez
homie please!, yall f-ggots can’t smoke like i do
you coughin at the hospital, ya hand’s on a bible
& dont we say, the game we play, is deadly & foul
just wait til, i hit-ya-wit-a-bit-of adrenaline now, punk
breathe!, now why you gotta stab me in the dark
cos i got all colours invitied, like im stanely park, im sharp!
(breathe!), in the coldest winter’s your breathin’ is freezin’
then notion come along & give you a good enough reason, to..
(breathe!), feel that clutch, deep in ya chest
sense the arrest, take a breath, we the last ones left
we never leave!, thats right boy, on top of the box
throwin you a portion of sorted alluminum shots
take it & “breathe, wit them stains of ya brains, on ya jeans
you better wash em clean, coz i got aim on ya team, boy!
(breathe!)

1 & then the 2,(2) 2 & then the 3
3 & to the 4, then you gotta “breathe” x2

[verse 2]
& some f-ggots gotta (breathe!), coz i run through, take care of my section
your swift to catch a left hand, if ya ever disrespectin’
your vein, coz you escaped the game, fakin ya death
its nothing like an asthma attack, takin ya breath
b-tch (breathe), the feelin got ya weak to ya knees
coz all the real heads, know that im the better emcee, believe it..!
(breathe), i had grab the beat, & yo i make it more fab-olous
dude, thats what i do, makin’ the crew’s, more scand-alus
coz yall mad at us, you ain’t got no canabis
won’t listen to ya whinin’ manager, boy is an act-ress
come up to our door son, get ya rejected
dial 1-800 no-tion, get ya connected
& me & cee-for dawg, we better than friends
we better than them, we comin strong, & at it again
come round wit 2 dozen tracks, a pad, & pen
two of the wickedist lyricists, on a mission to win!
& then we (breathe), on the side walk, peepin a breather
contemplatin’ on how we can take this rap sh-t deeper
(breathe), snap up the fam’, take the show on the road
its notion & gmc, turning ametures to pro’s, yo!
define the flow now, in high def digi-tal, oh!
you gotta a problem pal, we’ll settle on the quarter mile
your dumfounded how we boosted right past ya
i said you gotta let it breathe dawg, thats the answer, come on!(breathe)!

- notion

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