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Vent I Can T Breathe

I'm on the street midtown New York City Let me stop praise your name I need room to breath I got to feel your peace; I want to feel your ease I?m screaming

to go Prevail knows the faculties, our poison lay you vertical It's only murder for every small animal committed The only difference is I won't admit I

a pencil I'm hell bent, Leave dents in the condenser, you can tell when, Mortar's been in the booth to rhyme, I don't scratch vinyl, I scratch up the

be finished Can't leave him in a coma With my mask I won't smell The almond like aroma With syringe in hand I walk into his room He's struggling with

a whole other world where you can smell the food But you can't touch the silverware Hah, what luck Fascism you can vote for Isn't that sweet? And we

dis ya music from mi small and mi young Mi use to play Familyman bass, knock Carly's drum And any question you can ask I man can answer mi son Me

Breathe in, breathe out Don't stress yourself Breathe in, breathe out Breathe in, breathe out Don't stress yourself Breathe in, breathe out Don't stress yourself Breathe in, breathe

like the wind I'm back to Rollin in my bus, don't even let me begin cause when I'm in it , I'm in, when I'm out it, I'm out these cats are loopy bout

You will be mine To love again I see the rain in the sky And I see your face Through every tear that I cry Whith every breath and every sound I can