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Breathe! Oh! They call me Mr. Glassface I got a problem Where you come from? I just came from Alaska Dealing with the pain, the process of a made man Who done survive based world, you killin now Two face dealers, niggas always gotta hate No brazier, I could make you move if I say so I ain't gonna lie, nigga hate, but they hate no I ain't no pain to take pressure by the case slow Coke by the boat low, speakin on the old phone It might be tapped but I'm just being prep Come in here in person, I'm just spinnin rap You want beef? Then go down with the strap man The money come up, bitches always come back Keep it real talk man, I don't even rap I just stay with the mack, you could run and tell that Got the pure lines, ain't lyin White lines, tan lines Great lines, ain't no K9's You ready for a while, I don't come, I'm so fly You feel me? Suckas gon die Might as well cut off the wings, because you wanna fly SongtexteGot line, leave all you niggas cock eyes Still in the rental, still with that back board Get my line, I'mma give you what you asked for Bitches came around, I know I see a cash horse Say with a fake bitch cu they really hate shit Give a rich motivation, here ho, take this And by the way, put a dick in yo mouth Everybody tell me, I'm the rawest rapper out I'm like Breathe! You feel me? Oh! Is that Lil B? I'm like damn, that's really Lil B Oh shit man, aye this is gonna be I'm like Breathe! Oh! That's the based god, holy shit Thank you based god, Glassface It's Lil B, fuck off Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Breathe! Breathe! Oh! Aus Songtexte Mania