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lirik lagu shabazz the disciple - i'm breathing for you

intro:
yeah, chapter five
the god’s still alive
you know many wicked situations where brother tried to return me
but… most high got me here for a purpose
check it

verso 1:
when i was young, i made an oath and it was solemn:
to scr~pe my way from being broke without hitting the island
me and my mans, we juggled coke we used to get from harlem
and jealous brothers on the block, they tried to give us problems
and i started you, yanking jewеls on the a~train
til they blew out my man’s brains, thеn i changed games
yeah, i remember that long ride through that dark tunnel
all i could remember is cucci’s head laying in the puddle
keep hearing cl!cks from that empty barrel
feeling my soul leave my body, am i in the air, getting narrower?
see, up until that day my life was physical in my mental
keep thinking i’m returning as the spiritual
it’s like i’m living in a soul’s journey after death
i keep praising allah that he sparred my breath
me and my mans, we had plans to get grands, drink champagne
they was slanging the game and that’s a d~mn shame
holding the tec and the firebomb
in ’82’s back~staircase, bubbling and quoting islam
three in the morning, puffing l’s and drinking the vinctop
scheming and thinking of a way to catch a brinks truck
then all those times we sent you booking
and watching n~ggas get their sh~t tooken
facing drug charges for not looking
cooking them grams of yayo, that didn’t pay, yo
the most my mans got out the game was (…) a halo
yo, when they murdered my main man, i was hurt
i’d go into their graves and bust some shots at the dirt
some young thugs with a vision to count a mill’
cuz mad brothers got their wigs peeled on sugar hill
in ’87 weighing grams and splitting the profits
now in ’96, i read the quran and study about the prophets
it’s like i’m living on the ground, my mind is haunted
keep hearing whispers in the dark ‘cuz my soul is wanted
spiritual wounds never heal from a fast life
i ask christ to forgive me for me past life
spinning the wheel to get the fortune
some brothers ended up bankrupt, locked up or in a coffin
red hook was live, most of my mans with bullet wounds at a young age
i never shot no one, but i know i’mma have the bullet soon
mad times i was surrounded by death
brothers, they’d put up guns to my head, cl!ck, no bullets left
yo, i could still taste that steel from that double barrel
when brothers stuck me under the building where my will got narrowed
slap to the forehead, with two pistols i saw red
if it wasn’t for ra and chuck, i would’ve ended up in the morgue dead
i never got the chance to return ra’s blessing
now he’s in the essence, my brother’s eternally resting
we used to envision ruling the industry
so i kept the dream alive and signed a contract with penalty
now i’m negociating deals over meals
plugged in the game of fortune and fame by bobby steels
the gambino like nino rolling cee~lo in a hip hop casino
cooking albums hustling ’em like a kilo’
i’m trying to sell nine hundred thousand
move my old earth out of public housing
be in the land cruising (…)
before my journey after life, i’mma get even for you
your spirit lives inside my body and i’m breathing for you
outro:
word life
make that 180° turn around
street crimes to beats and rhymes
i know there are many angels watching over me
i’m living on a prayer, keeping the faith like i’m supposed to be
sometimes i see my life flash before my eyes
i see reflections of your face when i gaze at the skies
ayo, puchie, i’m breathing for you
yo, dennis, i’m breathing for you
my man kenny g old diamond, i’m breathing for you
word up
gq, i’m breathing for you, baby
yo my man ra, i’m breathing for you

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