BSki Rocks - Why lyrics

[Intro: Breez Evahflowin'] I was building with my mental. But the bus stopped, you know'm saying? I'm just trying to tie this up right here ‘cause... Ask that. Yo [Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin'] I see my people settle for less Community seeds, metal detect To proceed to success for what they learning That burning ain't allowed until the bell rings The doors opened to the hell thing. We call them streets Where survival to the fit and some find ways to eat Some sleep, hoping to keep tomorrow at a distance Perseverance measured up by resistance The world got beautiful results since pharmaceutical indulgence Intellect measured by the treasure you earn Whatever you burn, pleasure can turn into a prison Causing division between man and destiny Only the best can see the light I travel at the speed of mic, treat it like the winning ticket In life, I got those. You post up—watch me kick it, sticking Three on the boards while the beast roars against me Could my defense me book-bound? I'll look down and see my seed Future reflection of my deed plus the only one that helped me see love is a need Brothers'll bleed before they leave greed. Some need mead to maintain To each his own. How I remained sane is strange [Hook: Breez Evahflowin'] A question we hold since birth Unknown since no man can hold the Earth I look for solutions, finding answers Confusion to the ears, y'all finding truth [?] I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see [Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin'] Yo, there's a type to live the life of crime It all depends on where you draw the line. I sort of rhyme And, for the time, I be worse with it. My worst critics below Too opposed to the tales I be choosed to expose I keep a frame froze, leave a name [close?] Jane Doe and John do. Where they rest be beyond yo You want clues? Keep your ears open For years, soaking sidewalks and suds, buds blossom of a rotten root A ghetto flower with the power of forgotten troops Copping recruits in the war against the old vagina, became a major While still a minor. Countdown, set the timer, find a Dangerous dime in a dangerous time. Any Stranger is fine in the range of a time Or price. The more ice, the more nice Sheisty shorter, ten time [?] since I'm Sort of a reporter, I try to deny the water to my eye But who am I to judge or hold a grudge In a world that don't love and don't budge. Limited options, boxed in By barriers of areas of various toxins Fox in tights, lots of fights broken out about who hit it first What made it worse was the hidden curse within her skirt Flirt with it, get hurt with it. This young girl's berserk with it Work with it in ways you never bothered Eliminating anything resembling a father Trembling on memories from bended knees She is very positive [on what she don't is?] She's very positive—she never gonna live She's very positive. She never bear kids She's very positive (Yeah) [Hook: Breez Evahflowin'] A question we hold since birth Unknown since no man can hold the Earth I look for solutions, finding answers Confusion to the ears, y'all finding truth [?] I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see I pay a lot of attention to the things that I see [Outro: Breez Evahflowin'] Word, yo. Nah. You don't stop. Word up. Be perceptive. There's a lot of wild sh** going on right now. Focus. Yo. Peace to my man B-Skizzle. [Big child, surrender?]. You must stop pretending. Stronghold official, Famalam. Poison Pen, C-Rayz, L.I.F.E. Long, Stelf Index, Big Mike Terror, Wiz. My Outpost fam. DJ Static, Swave Sevah, Cvees, Ike P, [?], Writer's Guild, Loer Velocity. Word up, Black Flag. Everybody