Breeze Lyrics

Pages turnin' books been burning

These just chapters I wrote

All these tears up in these sermons mixed with sweet blood and hope

In a circle round the furnace telling stories bout ghost

But we ain't know them tall tales was really shorter than most

Like David and Goliath really pinky and shorty

Shorty stood about 6'3 but pinky kept him a 40

They had beef and so he upped now he stuck serving 40

And shorty layin' in the grave crazy shit wasn't no story

Cause shorty had him a baby momma

And that momma had her a baby

And that baby's who we call slim

And that nigga was a lil crazy

He went a in at the dice game and then niggas tried to play him

But he caught that and we fought back and then niggas ended up spraying

slim caught one now it's all done and pinky son been saying

It was all him who put slim down next to shorty where he layin

Can you feel the Breeze? I can feel the breeze

I can you feel the breeze refreshing me

Can you feel the breeze? Can you feel the breeze?

I can feel the breeze its like a memory refreshing me

Wind weather my skin

Nothin like scars

Sweat all on my brim

Holy water for the sins

Dirty water for the limbs

Brother brother why we keep killing we shouldn't have to bury more friends

Mothers daughters gone keep living

And that pain wasn't for them

All motion ain't progress

Real killers get processed

Real brilliance in the projects

But these niggas dyin' over nonsense

Bumpin' Earl Simmons in a pearl lemon

Down the 95 while I'm whirlwind-N

Only me and my girl in it

Let the wind carry this world with It

Can you feel the Breeze? I can feel the breeze

I can you feel the breeze refreshing me

Can you feel the breeze? Can you feel the breeze?

I can feel the breeze its like a memory refreshing me

Wind weather my skin

Nothin like scars

Sweat all on my brim

Holy water for the sins

Dirty water for the limbs

Brother brother why we keep killing we shouldn't have to bury more friends

Mothers daughters gone keep living

And that pain wasn't for them