[Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin']
It goes: ipso facto. Enough with your wack flows
I'm sh**ting on MCs like intolerance to lactose
Pack those rappers in the space capsule
And shoot your a** into a black hole
Who's gonna step to this?
Take a [?], [go prepare for this?]
Windmills to inhale the vapor mist
You wanna battle? Take a rest
I'm fire to your paper fist
Scrape the sh** stains off the [?] kicks
Play the hits
I hope n***as is nice
Then again, I heard the price of the DJ was right
This be the [?]
[And should I be stabbed, just the?] vocabulary
Nanoseconds, planetary axis
So those savage blows damage foes
Beating Breez is like meeting three Amish hoes
The [driver gold?]
f** with me? This is comical
You bigger than twelve and you [s** at?] game of dominos
[Outro: Announcer]
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