Tech9ne Breathe Lyrics

Verse 1:

Never duck another mother f___er repeat it
Never duck another mother f___er
n____ better delete it
Put the cerebellum in killa mode
For real a foe can never get
with what a gorilla know
Killa syllable fillin'
yo biblical ritual the s___ to get rid of yo pain
Hearin your pitiful game,
this is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a unforgettable aim
n____ lookin' for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead of lookin' for a c___ to f___
Kill a n____ like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause you lockin' up
Get your ride on n____ is you rock or what?
Lots of luck,
you're really gonna need it hella heated
Mother f___er let the glock erupt, Box him up

Hook:

I don't wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit' em with another milli
Cut up in the middle I'm a little sick
And different And I meant it
when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother f___in' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n____ like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute we
just...

Chorus:

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the f___ are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every f___in' one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

Verse 2:

Never let a hatin' muh' f___er
see ya sweat
Bleed the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a Sunday paper
So I can read the rest
I can dig it you can dig it
Put a n____ in the grave
if he hate or penetrate
the loop of love a n____ made
if you step into me
you will never benefit
n____ if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a mother f___a while he f___in' a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she suckin' the d___
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo n____ that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone, in your face with the bane
You bury some, It's a mother f___in' shame we carry guns
If you don't you insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard),
too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
'Cause a n____ know a mother f___in' round will spit
f___in' around with the killa clown and s___.

Hook2:
If you really wanna do it n____ we can step into it
Put us up against some mother f___ers
and we runnin' thru it
f___ a n____ buck a n____
if he think he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember that
(hell mother f___in' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n____ like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute we
just...

Chorus:

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the f___ are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every f___in'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

Verse 3:

Get sprayed by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked will done
f___in' wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they know
I'm too mother f___in' hard
Deadly ticking like a time bomb
f___in' with me you were think you were in Vietnam
When I explode ain't nuttin left
but remains for those who are froze
For f___in' wit a n____ insane
Mentally minded mad mother f___in' mad man
is out to attack
Sinkin' punks like quick sand
droppin' and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get f___ed up
There it is you little b____ made n____
start runnin' when I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve gauge, it really don't matter,
Many suckas die when the shot gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2 hood, street 2 street
Boy you can't f___ with me
So for those who chose to jump up and talk s___
Admit ya b____ your little a__ got lit

Hook:
I don't wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit' em with another milli
Cut up in the middle I'm a little sick
And different And I meant it
when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother f___in' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a n____ like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute we
just...

Chorus (2x):

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the f___ are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every f___in' one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some punks get ghost
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

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