Fabolous Breathe [Kobra] Lyrics

WOO!
WOO!
WOO!
BREATHE!

[Bridge]
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)

[Hook I]
Yo these n____z cant breathe when I come through, hum too
Some shoes, gotta be 20 man
Its not even funny they cant BREATHE
The choke holds too tight
The left looks too right
You know what? You right
These bi***es cant BREATHE

(Hook II)
Look look, they hearts racin
They start chasin
But Im so fast when I blow past
That they cant BREATHE
In the presence of the man
Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man
You betta BREATHE

You n____z cant share my air
Or walk a mile in the pair I wear
And Im gettin better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldnt smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myself
I know these money hungry bi***es wanna taste my wealth
But I keep em on a diet
Embrace they health
Or either keep em on a quiet
And s___e myself
And just take a deep breath
I got em grabbin they chest
Cuz its 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 aint just layin a verse
Im sayin the facts
I came back with some sicka stones
That got these broke n____z lookin at me like they chokin on a chicken bone
Every chick I bone
Cant leave the d*** alone
So I know
Its one of them everytime I flip my phone

[BRIDGE]

[HOOK I]

[HOOK II]

I see em on the block when I passes
Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es
I make it hard to BREATHE
But I keep the glocks in the stashes
Cuz 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
Thats the reason they signed me
Its slick 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
Im a breath of fresh air
in a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
And then BREATHE

[BRIDGE]

[HOOK I]

[HOOK II]

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 u catch a left
Even worse, catch a Tef
Only way u catch a F
To the A-B, its in the mayb
Rollin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you wont find in +KayBee+
I rhyme slick on ya
Im a have to put the Heimlich on ya
What you know bout lettin dimes lick on ya?
While you inhale the weed
And it wont stop till they inhale ya seed
And it dont stop I tell em to breathe
Like a doctor with a stethoscope
I dont see no f***in hope
Unless these motherf***as BREATHE

Yeah, Brooklyn gotta
Uptown gotta
the Bronx gotta
Queens gotta
Staten Isle gotta
You n____s gotta
You bi***es 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
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE
BREATHE
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE