Respiration
Album: Black Star
Release Date: 8/26/98
Label: Rawkus Records
Explicit version of "Respiration" lyrics
What'd you do last night? We
It was me
And on the first car in small letters it said
All you see is and then you know
Big
That said 'Crime in the city'
It just took up the whole car?
Yeah
Escuchela
Escuchela
Escuchela
Escuchela
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin'
People was tusslin'
Gangstaz of gotham hardcore hustlin'
I'm wrestlin' with words and ideas
My ears is picky
The scribes can apply to transcript
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive
The indisputable
Strength in metal and fiber optics
Where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
For profits
Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin' class watches
Skyscrapers is colossal
Is preposterous
No Batman and Robin
They both partners
With no conscience
Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My eagle talons stay sharpened
You either make a way or stay sobbin'
The shiny apple is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat
You could lose your teeth
Nightly news repeat
Spotlight to savages
My narrative
Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance
So much on my mind that I can't recline
Blastin' holes in the night 'til she bled sunshine
Breathe in
Breathe out
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all
Chest heavin'
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving
Breathin' in deep city breaths
We stoop to new lows
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communication with one another and ghetto birds where waters fall
From the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats
You on the wrong side of the track
Taken them plungers
With crime unapplied pressure
But havin' children by a lesser baby mother but f*** it
We played against each other like puppets
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin' knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So
Killers born naturally like Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when s*** is shakin' what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn
I'm asking if y'all feel me and the crowd left me stranded
My blood pressure boiled and rose 'cause New York niggaz
Actin' spoiled at shows
I take the L
New York life type trife the Roman Empire State
So much on my mind
Blastin' holes in the night 'til she bled sunshine
Breathe in
Breathe out
Yo
I can't take it y'all
Chest heavin'
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving
[Foreign content]
Yo
Felt the spirit in the wind
Threw dirt on the casket
Mixin' down emotions
I choreograph 'Seven Steps To Heaven'
And hell
Veteran of a cold war
What I know or
So
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin' to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds
Tried to call
It's a dog-eat-dog world
Some of this land I must own
Tearin' down the 'jects creatin' plush homes
My circumstance's between Cabrini and love Jones
Surrounded by hate
Ask my God how he thought travellin' the world sound
Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown
It's deep
Of reality I touch but for me it's hard to keep
Deep
Of reality I touch
So much on my mind
Blastin' holes in the night 'til she bled sunshine
Breathe in
Breathe out
Yo
I can't take it y'all
Chest heavin'
Kiss the eyes goodbye
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