Nappz Bacon - Respiration (snippet) lyrics

Verse 1 (Nappz Bacon) The Streets live with k**ers, dope fiends and drug dealers Baby mamas trippin harder, bad kids and thug n***as No mercy shown to n***as, cops come and pull triggers Dude laying on the street He just another dead n***a As I walk through the valley, my pants is saggy Nappy hair upon my head chillin out with O'malley Ain't seen a barber in months, and no pick comes in handy Residing out of society cause these n***as can't stand me Arsenio is the master Disaster bringer to rappers Trippin saying they'd k** for a style that they can't master So d**h to the industry and d**h to most rappers Scriptures from a young black wild lyrical ba*tard In masquerade is my batallion Dropping arsenals upon the enemy, dismantling The job that's never started is the one that's never finished I take this close to heart and my dreams never diminish Fighting back my demons is like fighting back a legion Gotta take care of my brother cause nobody know how to treat Gotta school him on life cause nobody know how to teach him And I'll never stop until my mission reach completion Some say I'm crazy and I'm drove by insanity The words coming out they mouth to me is just blasphemy Never giving up until Derek live happily Chillin on the stoop at Granny house in the 7th is where the nappy be It's planned to be