How Im Breathin Lyrics

My brains got Thirty six personas

One for Each Chamber

So I think I'm looking good

With the crew that I came with

A disclaimer

For all you mothafucka's that wanna doubt the D-Bo

You can go an ask my neighbor but I doubt that he knows

There's no aiming or telling

Where the fuck I'm busting

Cause there hasn't been a morning lately I've woken up trusting

Another mans hand out

Good thing I don't fuckin take them

Id rather snatch that mothafucka an have you watch me break them like Bane in plain site

Got your dame with my name without a chain that ain't right

Mary Janes my only girl, I love her pearls an her plight

Diced you are, I might just off every little thing

That makes me mash my fuckin hands on the burning stove to run around and paint like

Mothafucka please believe me when I tell you

I ain't the one to fuck with

Ill pull up on your stoop and quickly mix my nuts in

That venti chai or whatever the fuck your bitch was drinking

I tried listening to you but that's like brushing my teeth without a sink an

I think I'm on the brink of something or I think I need or shrink or something

Because my thoughts are getting to big for my head to hide

An I need to find a piece of mind an realize the only savory is

Raking paper an smoking reefer

Don't believe me? read the Shafer, than ask yourself do you wanna legalize now or later

State after State raking paper

An only if they federally relayed the same principles

Would a Troop feel okay ta

Put the bottle down but who am I to clown

You don't got to be Urkel to know that family matters

An these are just some thoughts from another trapped rapper so

Let me tell you how I'm breathing

Smoke is puffin through my pop filter

As I'm seeing ghosts an I don't know

What most of you want from me

But its the half of me that's hot

That keeps me killing for the smoke

So let me toke and tell you

How I'm breathing

Let me tell you how I'm Breathing

Smoke is puffing through my pop filter

As I'm seeing ghosts an I don't know

What most of you want from me

But its the half of me that's hot

That keeps me killing for the smoke

So lemme toke and tell you

How I'm Breathing

D-Bo Elf Guapo Marra chinnie Onna Poopstick

Unc's been calling me that since day one get used to it

An let the proof hit who spits the illest

Ya may never know, but never say never cause

You don't know Bo, with a D

That's me, Patiently, Waiting for you to see

That my penmanship is as clean as the stitching for Mitchell 'n' Ness

Every hat fits there's no need to second guess so

Allow me to reintroduce myself

My name is D-Bo an I'm like the new bully to this rap game

An I don't need a cube to be as cold as ice

I just rap flames when I'm robbing hoods, Batman style

Swinging for the fences leaving you defenseless

To do nothing else besides choose whose shoes you tryna fill in

Is it pops? is it moms? or the cops or the villains

D-Bo stop you're clogging flows like shots of penicillin

But fuck it, Mr. Guapo told me to keep pushing pencils

Till I've stenciled in a fuckin blueprint on how to coup a couple

Dimes with my two cent an my nuisance

Fuck them loose ends, gambling with my jewels is not something I do since I've learned

How to wear and tear emcees a new piece of quiche

Excuse my French but Alicia Keys has some knees an I need a piece of mind

To help me find a way to shed some light on the darkest part of day

When the sun is down its time to fuckin part ways with the bullshit

An jam, until the day dam, spread myself thin while I dance

With my squad full of moolies

Ones got the rachet an that's just the tool he's using to turn this shit up

An your shit down, for what, for good

This mumble mouth shit needs to come to an end or should

Be played in the elevators so you mothafucka's take the stairs

I don't care I'm loving it, McDonalds has yall fucked up I'm shoving it

To the next topic

I want you to crush a can of crush just to crush the can

Cause you can do what the fuck you wanna do

That's some shit you need to understand

As I'm piecing the pieces to this first thesis know

My demeanor is geared towards two things

Peace 'n' Lovin weed

Everything else just feels like temptations to me