Queezy got me rockin over beats that make you throw up, a couple twisted dubs for the love that is enough, I'm sick of fake people in general, sentinel, mothafuckas out to protect they minerals, so nonsensical float on vermin flow soap droppin animals pepto intestinals, they call me bismolkie when I'm spittin, acid reflux capacity rhythms, back to the present in the moment we've created, poetical exchange in a room that's elevated, separated from the baggage no one should be claimin, we exclaimin we finally free so even in a single second we gon let it breathe!!!
Would Ya let me breathe (I can't breathe), would ya breathe (I can't breathe), would ya let me breathe?! Cause I can't breathe and he can't breathe and she can't breathe and we can't breathe... Cause I can't breathe and he can't breathe and she can't breathe and we can't breathe.
And if we plant seeds and they afraid to breathe then what's the fuckin purpose of this planet fulla greed I thought it went plan pursue succeed but lately it seems steal sue and kill be the blueprint of these thieves they say they bleed blue kinda ironic that be the color that we bleed too cause with the quickness of they bullets passin through, life liquids never got a chance to change hue!
Eric Garner's Spirit Gon Rock Rock On, Michael Browns Sprit Gon Rock On, Oscar Grant's Spirit Gon Rock Rock On, All the Fallen Spirits Gon Rock Rock On!