Текст песни Breathing Methods - KS

In through the nose then out through the mouth
With this rapping I barely make a pound
But I'm having visions of being on stage and higher ground
Stormy weathers but heavy is the head that wears the crown
Breathing methods never helped me to cope
My son took away my rope
Or
Stopped my over dose
My girl planted hope
Told me it's okay to cry you know
Dry your eyes and wipe your nose
While others having visions of a Benz
I get this vision of being on this road that never ends
I still got the same batch
Them times we had Just Do It bags
I fly to Belvedere to see Fazza or Kaysan
Faz left, came back he was looking all wham
On beef like Hakkasan
Been a minute since I seen Sham
But he's alright cos he's Sham
So high that he never wants to land
We went from Air 1s to Rockrunners to Air 1s again
The fraud money made my wallet look thick
Now I'm a law abiding citizen but I still skip politics
And my bro showed me how to break down a brizic
In through the mouth then out through the nose
Me I just put it in my notes but each to their own
I can't wait to sell out my shows
Got my whole family on my back blood and it shows
Rap is a dying art
They don't wanna hear no bars
They wanna use us and just put us in the charts
For a bit of colour, bit of sauce bit of flavour
I never knew I could make a living speaking about my past
A lot of people used to ask
What I wanna be when I was younger
I don't know I knew I was a fast runner
Melanin King dipped in Cocoa Butter
I borrowed Deavon's G-Shock to go with my school jumper
We can
Count to ten we still won't see no change
We can
Count to ten we still can't breathe
We can
Count how many times we've been victimised
But it still won't change cos it's the blind leading the blind

I don't think they really wanna hear what's in our heads
They just wanna keep on hear us screaming fuck the feds
I love myself more than I love the rest
So if I still get tough love it might just seem like your feelings neglected

I'm aware my armour is my weakest trait
Distanced myself and end up driving my loved ones away
Good intentions executed poorly everyday
Communications a bitch how many times before it's too late
How many times am I gonna say the game is the game
Before I clock them blurred lines between the real and the fake
Really ain't that vague and I'm the one that gets played
And get left to spectate
My very own sex tape
The world fucking me over
Like say I'm unsober
I pray to Jehovah, thank him for my day ones
But now that we're older
I know he might save one
And teach the rest of us a lesson bout listening to your adolescence
Don't let the block block your blessing
Your bredrin might not be your brethren
In through the nose and out from the mouth
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I remember when Amari was born, I was smiling cheek to cheek
So happy for my bruda KS
Ask the first time that I met the baby
You'll play back that last statement and say Yh ok then mate say less
Entitlement's a whole pandemic neck and neck with Corona
Wasn't told about the pregnancy so I didn't phone him
How would I ask about it without sounding like I'm moaning
The nerve of me
Best believe I didn't meet him till his first birth anniversary
He might aswell of already started nursery
Pride is a bitch
And I thought oh cause I'm not one of these who knows about the kid
Imma keep my distance and I'll prolly meet him when I did
Not knowing that I won't meet him past the point that he don't even need a bib
Thinking bout it makes me sick
Priorities In the wrong places
Met the right people with the wrong faces
In through the nose then out through the mouth
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