Lyrics Let Me Breathe - Bobby J From Rockaway

Bobby J, Rockaway is where I come from
Queens, that same borough Reverend Run from
I, remain thorough never run from
Anyone ever never dial 9-1-1
Catch me punch drunk off that 80 proof rum punch
Quick to say "Fuck you! Pay me in a lump sum"
Now how the hell I find myself in this conundrum?
All these cocky dumb dumbs, shock me like a stun gun
Number 1 son, in this rat race I'm out coastin'
Watch got the black face - no Al Jolson
I'm out til the cows roam in
While you broke and wack, that's why I broke and cracked your demo
Got your "Brown Eyed Girl" doin coke in back the limo

"And it Stoned me" even like I'm smokin crack and indo

Better go and crack a window, someone (Let me Breathe!)

Now Open up the window! (Let Me Breathe!)
Now Open up the window! (Let me Breathe!)

Now listen, is it true that I'm the greatest and it's not debated?
Shit I don't know - is prison overpopulated?
That's like asking me if calculus is complicated
You and I are not related, get your chain confiscated!
Its obvious the weed has probably got you faded
Heavily intoxicated, brain discombobulated
Shit, I'm the illest breathing - if I'm not the greatest
One died on March 9th, the other one was shot in Vegas
And them others? They just not contagious
Claimin' that they put in work until the boss come and docks their wages

Bitches jock me on a constant basis
"Bobby your jewelry so gaudy, why u gotta be so ostentatious?"

Drinkin vodka on the rocks and no I never order shots with chasers

Please don't come around my block it's dangerous
Where the cops are racists, conversations turn to confrontations

You better (Let me Breathe!)

Now Open up the window! (Let Me Breathe!)
Now Open up the window! (Let me Breathe!)

I been working painstakingly haters just ain't breaking me
Laymans who feign bravery, saying my name blatantly
Take it in vein, unless you satan you ain't flaming me
Stay in your lane, this is a dangerous game - play with me!
Ain't on the same track, Ain't takin the same train as me
You overrated by dummies, dicks, and lames, thankfully

I'm motivated by hunnies, chicks, and dames datin me
You motivated by money - whips and chains - slavery!
Good things they come to those who wait patiently
I ain't chasing the fame, I'm runnin from fame chasing me!
And the highlife - adapting to change gracefully
Call me Nylite when I'm rapping - cuz K's lacing me
80's baby, I listen to Kane basically
Sick in the brain like I was sniffing some 'cane laced with me
Motherfuckers got nothing to gain baiting me
Just stay away from me you better (Let Me Breathe!)

Now Open up the window! (Let Me Breathe!)
Now Open up the window! (Let me Breathe!)