Trife Majors - "Respiration" lyrics

[Verse 1: Var] Sitting down writing in the room n***as stay biting so I use a little lighting And you making noise guess I'm lightning before the boom But even the thunder lost too So I spit heat, history In the making give or take a few Syndicated views n***a I don't do, that But I'm in to breaking rules Tryna get schooled? get ya backpack Then it's on in a few But I ain't tryna lose n***a got the blues but The booze just removes all the bruises Ya snooze then ya losin Cruise with my crew in this crew neck They askin who next? Well you guess I'm the best out, y'all just too tech Better yet all these n***as flagrant Nothing personal but you just ain't sh** I be so high like a spaceship But all I need now is a little respiration [Hook: Var] Inhale exhale Cuz your mind is a ticking time bomb, we don't need no detonation You n***as hurting the game You want a whip and a chain While I'm worried about reparations All I need is respiration All I need is a little respiration Inhale, Exhale cuz your mind is a ticking time bomb [Verse 2: Var] Throw on the cargo fatigues, you can't see me Even if Var go down leagues you can't sea me Baked like a ziti Stay in the lab like DeeDee The way SSE be Try copyin it ain't easy Believe me, many have tried To send me outside to beat me The cyphers come alive when I arrive but die when I'm inside Cuz n***as don't wanna spit when I give em sh** that rhyme, that columbine I'll school ya, Then blast holes at a**holes That try to act like they mack hoes and rap flows that's hard But Var don't let it slide You better hide cuz karma stay outta sight and ruin your mind Two at a time It got you thinking and debating What's at the next turn? Relax, you need some respiration Inhale exhale cuz your mind.. [Verse 3: Var] The next in line for this petty crime I steal the show and your attention Not to mention that every line I said is mine This beat is flat line, k**ed it But I ain't hear no gats firing And I can swear these cats lying Like lazy kittens, say he spitting but it's backfiring These daffy ducks shooting they self in the face When they race and try to keep up wit the pace But they can't handle the taste, when they biting They say it's like all types of spices Mics is lifeless when I approach em These n***as popping up talking about bread so I had to toast em You bad and so slim Too bad you ho'in seem like every b**h around flick ash and carry lotion I guess they into handies while they toking They legs be wide open They like it fast so impatient But I tell em slow down girl cuz you need some respiration [Hook: Var] Inhale exhale Cuz your mind is a ticking time bomb, we don't need no detonation You n***as hurting the game You want a whip and a chain While I'm worried about.. [Verse 4: Jedi] Inhale, and let it all sink in Make em panic I'm so titanic when I'm inking Ironically a n***a bout his iceberg, lettuce The money turns me on, it's like I got a fetish It's one of those things that you don't get if you don't got it, get it? They sleeping cuz they're hollow and headless Hoarse voice from just spitting it so stupendous Infinity and beyond, I'm Buzz Light year to the limits I'm right here, where the critics? A breath of fresh air in my nike airs, I'm sprinting Catch me if you can, I'm like lightning when I'm in it Ain't writing with my right hand, I'm left-handed I'm different they can't stand I'm gifted with no santa They hard as nails until they get hit with the whole hammer Giving your soul cancer It might make it hard to breathe I'm giving you all answers they call me the cheat sheet [Hook] [Verse 5: Trife] All I need is respiration But really ain't no time left for hating This movie ends with murder, that's your final destination Been at the finish line before I knew that we was racing Homie I put in work and rapping is my occupation I been nice since I noticed I had a wind pipe So blessed I question if I be committing sins right I want the bread but don't give me a thin slice Putting Jersey on out in New York without the pin stripes My n***a, I deliver superb hits A fresh prince without Will's last name, a wordsmith Ask b**hes, "Tell me what makes you think you deserve this?" This music feeding my seed, you dropping that bird sh** I got, so much on my mind that I can't recline I'm even better than y'all without the fancy rhymes We break families up once me and my fam combine I'm at the top pussies couldn't get a chance to climb Gotta forewarn ya Before you try to swarm on us I'll run through your circle and square up with y'all on four corners Damn, compared to me, y'all looking in bad shape They couldn't f** with the flow since I put out my last tape Labels got you bending over, you getting your a** raped You my son and child support is a b**h for my dad's sake Ayo, this n***a Trife I ain't planning to stop Fighting time like I'm boxing with the hands on the clock For respiration.. [Hook]