Easy Anthonyyy, The Boondocks - Breathe lyrics
[Easy Anthonyyy, The Boondocks - Breathe lyrics]
Either NYPDor the COVID-19 can I breathe
She said she shoulda known that I wasn’t shit
And all the baggage she came with
Tipped the scales trip to hell
Ain’t gotta punch ya ticket
This is just when things become distant
Shit becomes twisted and I twist it up like
The wrist in the kitchen
I disappear like the kid who went missing
Fourth grade milk carton
Cook shift just starting
Would you wait if I dish it
Would you say that you miss him
The old me who sold me
For the gold and the riches
In the fold but he’s twitching
With the bro’s but he’s tweakin'
Bro, you seen where E went fuck you meaning
I mean when i ink pens
I write Sphinx on Saturn
Forget trends and patterns
I want Queen of Sheba
Divine dime pieces whipping
These expensive beemers
Digging dividends and out-scamming schemers
I seen it all so I take the glasses off
We get lost in the crowds
We get lost in the clouds
I can't say nothing about smiles and frowns
Ups and downs that’s beneath me now
I don’t need a crown i been a king
Since the ultrasound i BEEN A KING
Since the underground bun b shooters
Pimp C me on the inbound
Jamaica queens playground
We ain never scared of losing
Tell me how a win sound
Many times I been lost
Couple times I been found
Still, we pour up more brown
We store up more pounds
Than truckers with full carry
Stylin but no Harry
Stylistics trip like we headed back Cali
Gelica packed Psychedelics in a baggie
My impala can’t be tamed
Ain’t no shame don’t be aggy only be ya self
Leave ya family wealth mental or Monetary
Spiritual primarily times gettin' very scary
Government colder like Toronto in January
Hoes don’t get cold centerfolds
Or the monastery why not both
Porque no los dos cono nos vemos
I learned young keep the bread keep toast
Some niggas I can't trust so
I gotta keep them close
Some women that I touch turn to gold like bro
Know you know what I know
Know I’m new on the scene
Check my card let me in
Or I’m coming thru the window Jazzy Sullivan
If ya been had ya wins low
Boy it’s time to get cream
If you stuck in the evil boy
It’s time to get clean
If you start play your part
Gotta rep for ya team
Hurry make ya mark for they whiskey off scene
Can I breathe can I breathe
Either NYPDor the COVID- 19 can I breathe
Can I breathe can I breathe
Either NYPD or COVID 19 can I breathe
Can I breathe either NYPD or COVID 19
Can I breathe can I breathe Z
She said she shoulda known that I wasn’t shit
And all the baggage she came with
Tipped the scales trip to hell
Ain’t gotta punch ya ticket
This is just when things become distant
Shit becomes twisted and I twist it up like
The wrist in the kitchen
I disappear like the kid who went missing
Fourth grade milk carton
Cook shift just starting
Would you wait if I dish it
Would you say that you miss him
The old me who sold me
For the gold and the riches
In the fold but he’s twitching
With the bro’s but he’s tweakin'
Bro, you seen where E went fuck you meaning
I mean when i ink pens
I write Sphinx on Saturn
Forget trends and patterns
I want Queen of Sheba
Divine dime pieces whipping
These expensive beemers
Digging dividends and out-scamming schemers
I seen it all so I take the glasses off
We get lost in the crowds
We get lost in the clouds
I can't say nothing about smiles and frowns
Ups and downs that’s beneath me now
I don’t need a crown i been a king
Since the ultrasound i BEEN A KING
Since the underground bun b shooters
Pimp C me on the inbound
Jamaica queens playground
We ain never scared of losing
Tell me how a win sound
Many times I been lost
Couple times I been found
Still, we pour up more brown
We store up more pounds
Than truckers with full carry
Stylin but no Harry
Stylistics trip like we headed back Cali
Gelica packed Psychedelics in a baggie
My impala can’t be tamed
Ain’t no shame don’t be aggy only be ya self
Leave ya family wealth mental or Monetary
Spiritual primarily times gettin' very scary
Government colder like Toronto in January
Hoes don’t get cold centerfolds
Or the monastery why not both
Porque no los dos cono nos vemos
I learned young keep the bread keep toast
Some niggas I can't trust so
I gotta keep them close
Some women that I touch turn to gold like bro
Know you know what I know
Know I’m new on the scene
Check my card let me in
Or I’m coming thru the window Jazzy Sullivan
If ya been had ya wins low
Boy it’s time to get cream
If you stuck in the evil boy
It’s time to get clean
If you start play your part
Gotta rep for ya team
Hurry make ya mark for they whiskey off scene
Can I breathe can I breathe
Either NYPDor the COVID- 19 can I breathe
Can I breathe can I breathe
Either NYPD or COVID 19 can I breathe
Can I breathe either NYPD or COVID 19
Can I breathe can I breathe Z