Breathe, oh   Woo!   Woo!   Woo!      Breathe   One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe, oh      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe   Then you gotta   Then you gotta      Sure 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 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 betta breathe      You niggaz can't share my air   Or walk a mile in the pair I wear   And I'm gettin' better year by year   Like they say wine do   Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through      And I pace myself   I know these money hungry bitches wanna 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   'Coz it's hurtin' 'em to see Fab in his best   And they in they worst   They rather see me lay in a Hearse than lay in the bach   And I ain't just layin' a verse, I'm sayin' the facts      I came back with some sicka stones   That got these broke niggaz lookin' 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 everytime I flip my phone      Breathe   One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, 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 20 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 betta breathe      I see 'em on the block when I passes   Lookin' like they need oxygen masks   I make it hard to breathe   But I keep the glocks in the stashes   'Coz 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      It's slick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts   Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut   How I address the haters and under estimators   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 in a fresh pair   Face it boo and do it till your face get blue   And then      Breathe   One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe   Then you gotta   Then you gotta      Yo, these niggaz 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-B, it's in the maybe, rollin' with my baby   Grippin' on a toy that you won't find in 'KayBee'   I rhyme slick on ya   They don't have to put the Heimlich on ya   What you know about lettin' dimes lick on ya?      While you inhale the weed   And it won't stop till they inhale ya 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 motherfuckas breathe      Yeah, Brooklyn gotta   Uptown gotta, The Bronx gotta   Queens gotta, Staten Isle gotta   You niggaz gotta, you bitches gotta   Everybody breathe      One and then a two, two   Two and then a three, three   Three and then a four, four   Then you gotta breathe   Then you gotta   Then you gotta      Breathe