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