Grip Grand - Holding My Breath lyrics

Chorus (x2): Holding my breath Biding my time Counting my steps Blowing my mind/Outta my mind Heart in my hand/Hand on my heart Hole in my chest Holding my breath Holding my breath Like “Oh, you better get 'Cuz, yo, you don't belong” I heard it all my life For you, I wrote this song Chubb Rock said treat 'em right But we were treated wrong Hated and spit upon It's over, this sh** is on The new era is now My crew major in “Wow!” The newspaper say “How They do the impossible?” I'm doin' the Taco Bell Like this is nacho mic... It's Grip, what's not to like? You just a lotta hype But I think you about to fall The future is like graffiti The writing is on the wall I finally got the call Ring, ring, it's like a wedding I am concerned with how crazy sh** has been getting You outta bounds, spit 'til I'm outta rounds Think up some extra ammo on the fly and jot it down I got it by the pound There's no stoppin' me now Until the sun's the only thing on top of me I'll be... Chorus Oh no, I've not left, and yes, I'm still here I'm fresh like chilled air, upset like spilled beer I guess they still fear The end of the world's near I entered the World's Fair The rest of the world's scared Because they're ill-prepared I was k**in' the snare No one really compares I'm much iller than their's They all millionaires That's all anyone cares About or so I heard “No doubt?” “Yo, that's my word!” I said when the time comes No twiddlin' my thumbs Yo, who they supply, son? Let's tell 'em to buy some I'm tellin' em' try some They like “What am I, dumb?” I'm yellin' from my lungs "It's Hell in where-I'm-from!" But still I'ma rise up I'm still a survivor I'm feelin' the fire I'm willin' to die-uh Not READY to die, though I already can fly so Just get me the title And check me as I explode Chorus