Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breathe Easy, artist - Jean Grae. Album song The Bootleg of the Bootleg, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.10.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchestral
Song language: English
Breathe Easy |
One, two, three |
Breathe easy |
One, two, three |
Breathe easy |
One, two, three |
Breathe easy |
Out of breath and you haven’t even heard me spit |
Welcome to the Rap Olympics |
Jean Grae the gold medalist |
Dirty like old gymnastic coaches prone to pedophilia |
Rap stamina longer than European professional pedalists |
I bench press verbs, phrases and predicates |
Make you run the track backwards |
Like dyslexic hundred-yard dashes |
Or treadmills that work in reverse |
I’m the total package |
Flow six pack |
Syllables flip back |
Dominique Dawes |
Flawless triple somersaults in the mat |
10.0 man head to toe |
Line for line I’ll rip you in the Strong Man comp limb from limb |
Stick you with sharp-witted spit that’s targeted like javelin throws |
Pass these chicks like water and I’m the breaststroke |
Collapse your chest and throat with final distances |
This is a warning for anyone thinking of verbal brawling |
I will kill you |
Maybe just hit you with the lead pipe |
Come on, y’all Brian Boitano |
I’m all Tanya Harding, bitch please |
I crunch comp like tummies and ab flexes |
Smash egos to bits at once with the size of Texas |
Push down chicks with push-ups and tits in their neck |
To distract you from the fact that even their ghostwriters are wack |
Smack you with your own hand, make you apologize |
Rhymes are more brolic than teams of Yugoslavic women |
Now that’s gully, you just silly |
Like Monopoly money paid by the Russians to rob the French judges |
Kill me like Jason Williams claimed the chauffeur did |
Go for the toast |
I choke you with smoke and fire spit |
Boast cause I’m nicer with the mouthpiece than the whole Team Liberty |
You’re confused like Skifest barbecues |
Ice grilling me |
Shit I’m straight sick, you straight bitch |
Only way you’ll come first with your dick in your fists |
Can’t even get bronze, you could maybe get fifth |
If you couple your score of nothing |
With the number of digits I’mma scar your face with |
High-jump your gas dome |
My words pole vault while yours stay at low levels with asphalt, asshole |
I’m your new personal trainer, it’s Jean |
Get niggas' heads bouncing harder than Greg Louganis, obscene |
About to change your whole perspective of rap |
How many times you think you’re gonna play this shit back |