[Intro]
You know what I mean?
Shit, let the motherfucker bleed the same blood I bleed
This fuckin' hurt a little kid
N***as know where to find me
Forever breathe

[Verse 1]
Never duck another motherfucker, repeat it
Never duck another motherfucker, n***a better delete it
Put the cerebellum in killer mode, for real a foe
Can never get with what a gorilla know
Killin' syllable, feelin' ya biblical ritual
This shit'll get rid of ya pain, here in your pitiful game
This is political pain, deep in the pit of your brain
Let it rain with the unforgettable aim *gunshot*
N***a lookin' for a spot to bust
'Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
But instead of lookin' for a cock to fuck
Kill a n***a like he was rockin' the swastika
You can do it, but you blew it, 'cause you're mockin' up
Get your ride on, n***a is you rock or what?
Lots of luck, you really gonna need it, hella heated
Motherfucker let the Glock erupt, box him up

[Bridge]
I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milla
Caught up in the middle, I'm a little sick and different
I mean it when I said it, you remember that?
Hell motherfuckin' yeah!
You don't wanna get in trouble with a n***a like the Tecca N9na
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)
[Chorus]
(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one
(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe!)

[Verse 2]
Never let a hatin' motherfucker see you sweat
Bleed the chest, no need regret
I fun day caper, a Sunday paper, so I can read the rest
I can dig it, you can dig it, put a n***a in the grave
If you hate or penetrate a loop of love a n***a made
If you step up to me you will never benefit
N***a if I start it, I'ma finish it
Run up on a motherfucker while he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she's suckin' a dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence, baby it's irrelevant
You got it with your n***a, that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain to everyone
In your face with the bane, you very some
It's a motherfuckin' shame we carry guns
If you don't, you're insane or very dumb
Tecca N9na's too rough (Too rough) Too hard (Too hard)
Too tough (Too tough) You scarred (You scarred)
'Cause a n***a know a motherfuckin' round will spit
Fuckin' around with the killer clown and shit
[Bridge 2]
If you really wanna do it, n***a, we can step into it
Put us up against some motherfuckers and we runnin' through it
Fuck a n***a, buck a n***a if he think he's a guerrilla
Meant it when I said it, you remember that?
Hell motherfuckin' yeah!
You don't wanna get in trouble with a n***a like the Tecca N9na
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)

[Chorus]
(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one
(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some

[Verse 3]
Get sprayed by the TEC-9 hand gun, now I'm on the outrun
Flowin' up again and hot, cooked, well done
Fuckin' with a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip, but they know I'm too motherfuckin' hard
Deadly, tickin' like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you would think you were in Vietnam
When I explode ain't nothin' left but remains
But those who were froze fuckin' with a n***a insane
Mentally minded mad, motherfuckin' madman
Out to attack, sinkin' punks like quicksand
Droppin' and poppin' any punk that buck so
Bring a body bag if you wanna get fucked up
There it is you little bitch made n***a
Start runnin' when I'm playin' with the trigger
An Uzi, a 12-gauge, it really don't matter
Many suckers die when the shotgun scatter
From block to block, hood to hood, street to street
Boy you can't fuck with me
So for those who told you jump up and talk shit
Admit you bitch, your little ass got lit
[Bridge]
I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milla
Caught up in the middle, I'm a little sick and different
I mean it when I said it, you remember that?
Hell motherfuckin' yeah!
You don't wanna get in trouble with a n***a like the Tecca N9na
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop or take a minute we (Just)

[Chorus]
(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one
(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe!) Hey son, what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(Breathe!) Stay calm, best to fight every fuckin' one
(Breathe!) Say some, punks are bound to sell coke and guns
(Breathe!) Sprayin' guns might result in you bustin' some
(Breathe!)

[Outro]
That's beautiful
RonnZfromBerlin and shit, hardcore cat
Blaze your weed to this
This is dedicated to my homeboy Walter Jefferson
W.J. Weed Capone n***a
If I ever breathe, if I ever live
Fear no motherfucking man
Who bleeds the same blood I bleed
And still listen to you kids
That's real shit, n***a
Breathe