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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,632
Peak in subgenre #1,283
Author
Ascension/Jay Escobar
Rights
2005
Uploaded
December 05, 2004
Track Files
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Lyrics
Track 01 - Breathless.
So I place.the devices to improvise shit....still layin' in the night
so vibrant...bringin' nights that's silent..
tracks in the sand...a pendulem swingin' backwords.from hand to hand
slingin' em'and the mainstream..chorus...is something like some wack words...
and that's porus...and crack curbs...like im explodin'.when I'm blowin
.is that worse?..I own em' so..they knowin'
not like cats hang on every word like a comma leave cats in a
coma...breathen that opium...and dopemine..to balance..the aura...
hopin' we..beat em more when they open...relaxin' em sorta like valium'...and tore up'..
mortal disorder of has beens so leave forward knowin'
...with a chorusless...anthem..disdain in past tense.it's livid...and akward...
morbid..and divorces rates are killin' em often and slowly..
despite my best efforts...most ain't left breathless..
I leave emcees...to blow in the breeze...so they left sent...
the degrees...of my release...could turn heavens winters
into streams that breathe in the breeze...just picture me...on top of the scene fienin'...
coppin the green.in a dreamed scene.yout team is light. brevrens.
through most best efforts most aint just left. breathless
they say my rhyme style..when I'm flyin is gritty....
beatin you red white and blue...like the new fifty's..
burn at 60..seconds from the curb...Truly blessed with
some common sense so.I.choke on spoken word...
rather keep' people head's noddin' shittin on you spittin..
meaning n mission cause them broads ain't listening to writtens.,.
so I keep whining about my life and past times....
cause these past times..they just don't pass by? (the fuck)
listening to a cat that has so much damage main...
lost most of my brains luggage on the baggage claim...
a savage main..that do more than' just stand an' aim...
I'm straight..blazin'..anything you seen...I'm nothin short of amazin'.to fiens
and heads the meds to your dreads..that's savin' your brain' from' death' instead..
savin the best for last...it's the worst...when I smash...
and I converse...about who to disperse.fast..on your bitch ass...
so I'm quietly takin' over the industry...dude's sorta a longshot...
waitin' to preform at the bomb spot...john doe and jay escobar...
on this bomb drop...so dont sleep on me you cowards...
and on this EP I drink from the chalice...and see treesss
in groves and a palace...so I'm sayin everyting raw on this clip..backwords
and my mansion on some taj mahal...shit and expansive when I spit..from no one's
home to elevation to soulstice...to grow your dome....your inmateurity
show when you flow...im breathin' pure heat..that's below...a honed...and crafted
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