Nas

Breathe
[Chorus:] And America ya never be free Middle fingers up, fuck the police Damn, can't a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) Bravehearts still QB's Finest Grindin', enough diamonds to change the climate Not only do you see a nigga shinin' You can see a nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) Jewels enchanted, like they was new from Atlantis Cruise with the hammer Jealous hearted can't stand him Haters are scandalous Damn, can't a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) To all my niggas getting money in the streets Middle fingers up, fuck the police Light up my tress And I just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) I twist em Baby mama beat victim Chronic leaf hittin' All kinds of heat with him, wisdom From pot to piss in to high position Letras de cancionesIntense hustle, is pain like a pinched muscle Till it rains and my Timbs stain my socks Till I dodge enough shots And the presiding judge slams a mallot It's his life I'm a gwop Then I copp Then I yacht Then I dot Island hoppin' away from nightmare holders Or cowboys slingers Who shoot up any club To see their names ring loud on some FBI poster Must be on X or he coked up Suggestin' I post a, bail I'm like yes 'cause we soldiers We just gettin' older In time, we still in our prime I can't afford a new arrest in my folder Nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) And America ya never be free Middle fingers up, fuck the police Damn, can't a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) Bravehearts still QB's Finest Grindin', enough diamonds to change the climate Not only do you see a nigga shinin' You can see a nigga breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) Jewels enchanted, like they was new from Atlantis Cruise with the hammer Jealous hearted can't stand him Haters are scandalous Damn, can't a nigga just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) To all my niggas getting money in the streets Middle fingers up, fuck the police Light up my tress And I just breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) I'm fresh out of city housing It had to many options Pennies on the pension or penitentiary bounded Plenty Henny in me Envy was simply they trend see My enemy was every hater that was bigger than me The high life, the fly life Pierre Hardy, imitation of Christ Icewear gaudy, since '94 flossy The Lex was an excellent choice Now fast forward me The pestilence of the ghetto informed me As a shorty, to push nothin' less than a 740 With fresh linen Sip pellegrinos with airs on They sick, mixing their water with airbourne Oh they so sick! Look how I got them all crazy, look at that! You gotta let it out. Stress ain't good man! You gotta breathe (breathe, breathe, breathe) (America we gotta be free) (Breathe, breathe, breathe) [x4] From Letras Mania