Letras:
Problema Breathe

That's why I gota lawyer that Don't please my case Walk even if the judge ID my face Got a problem that my cars couldn't Rebitrace And a problem with

hand, tryin to make a friend This time for escapade only make the tec a-spray I'm in the parkin lot, standin by the Escalade You got a problem we ain'

no more... It's OKAY! I GET IT POPPIN! Back to the forest trees for deep, these little me's Who took believers an opportunity to breathe And you ain't

they ain't makin' or breakin' me My life I live it to the limit and I love it Now I can breathe again, baby, now I can breathe again Now people screamin

from me I'm takin back what's mine [slowed down voice] [laughing] You motherfuckers can't stop me Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem Do you

a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death My heartless breath

of the universe in a holographic cosmic remix, cosmic remix from the mysterious blue planet we can breathe anywhere underwater, out in space, and in L.A. your polluted air's no problem

all good, but I'm lookin' for a ??? and shit And a nigga with a knife, you can turn on ya lights, I mean my niggas in ya crib nigga holla if there's a problem

of your physical strength. I was afraid you'd hit below the belt. I was afraid of your sucker punch. I was afraid of your reducing me, I was afraid of your alcohol breath