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Hey dude, i got some new shit Yah man, let me hear your best shit Sure, i prefer to work content instead of working In between things i was lurking with the Earthlings Legos i was building as a little kid A little bit on further i was commiting cold-blooded murder? No, a half that be no, fools steppin' yah Fools steppin' to open notebooks, open styles, let's look? (Coooo) I'm the kid that didn't try to show shit If i fly, i'll be the flyest shall be No human trysts reality I don't blow shit out of proportion I don't float this side of the border (do what you do) I contort language it's a strange assortment (now what good is that) What good are you? What good are we? My friends spend the day perved like a never-ending party And my art is not regarded as legitimate by critic bitches So i show my seats that flows to bros. No person in the world could tell me shit about this I'd have to be shroomin', danked, perved, and also docin' to even doubt this And allow a miss by a disconcerning person As those funds kick in (hey, i'm your friend) Sure, aren't you all my friends, there's no cash left Waitin' for me to crash, don't hold your motherfuckin' breath Letras de canciones[Chorus:] As i let my oxygen out now (now) I guess i better speak out now (now) All the buddies at The Beat go wow (wow) But i bet you don't breathe out now (now) [x2] Don't hold that air crevace skin epidermis known as cheeks Cuz they would shade of purple and you'd pass out Waitin' for the beat in a circular cyphe, to quit rapping Cuz i outlast these idiots (why?) I'm last at working perfectly These perps are purposely popping pupils at me Playing Christmas tritches wrong Emcees have got these bitches switched up And more inflicting reaching for who knows what anger Tibet Soon you'll need an air tent My friend upped me on the fact on pre-stress and be stress And happiness is weakness So pity's a defeatist's attitude Dude, i'm a hypocrite Cuz i'm just waiting and waiting and waiting (Who did that) I guess i must alter my frequency from lazy up to active Plus all my raps so i can bust a crushed groove and blow this Take nice slow breaths, corroding lesson focus And chill with my disc jock Otis [Chorus] Keep breathin', don't stop breathin', keep keep breathin' Oxygen'll keep your brain alive so stay alive and keep breathin' "We must stop them before they destroy your world" [Scratches 'til fade] "Goin' outside to get some air" From Letras Mania