hold on me. If I just breathe; And I jump in, 'cause the water ain't that deep. If I just breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe) If I just breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe
I'm gon' keep doing my thing One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to write songs And teach Mouseketeers
top [chorus] What you really need is What you really need is All you really need is breath control Breath control, breath control, breath control What you really need is breath
while you perpetuate your malopropism [Sole mimmicking El-P] Yo, wha, what did he just call me dun? Yo, I don't know man Yo, I, I don't know what he just
can't breathe. On it's whole, words are the life support. Without me the song dies. Without me then it's lifeless. Without me I'm just another fucking
closely together Because we have little other than ourselves. Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just naive anarchists. They hope to
off the doe in Olympian bubblin' under who Where's the crew thick mist in the trail I'm feelin' pressure off the tess Spine advertising swine on Channel 2 when in the same breath
live on what you need, not on what you own To go, and make do, to get back to nature To live, and breathe, to see but not to own I'm going to camp out
him on your horse to camp? [GIORGIO] [spoken] Only to our battalion. [BARRI] [spoken] Say you brought him back to camp! Why settle for being half a hero when full-fledged is just
Because I'm tired of maturity, airport insecurity Runnin' from the thought police, fightin' with the go-betweens Hold up, let me steal a breath 'Cause
rapping this way No matter what you may think I'm gon' keep doing my thing One of the worst things Is fat, bald men decided to write songs And teach
. We cling so closely together Because we have little other than ourselves. Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just naive anarchists.
Camping out for the big day when the lights go out We've just figured it out We're all screwed now But we're delighted about what they're writing We may
m gonna keep rapping this way No matter what you may think I'm gonna keep doing my thing [Eminem] I'm almost as famous as fat bald men Decided to write
writing rhymes When you roff writin rhymes you're thinking of them I'm not in this for myself I'm in this for the whole camp, damn And now i see all this
Because I'm tired of maturity, airport insecurity Runnin' from the Thought Police, fightin' with the go-betweens Hold up, let me steal a breath 'Cause
