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Breathe (Explicit)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Breathe (Explicit) was released on January 1, 2008 by NAS / SONY as a part of the album Nas
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AlbumNas
Release DateJanuary 1, 2008
LabelNAS / SONY
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Nas
Performer
J. Myers
J. Myers
Background Vocals
Dustin Moore
Dustin Moore
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Composer
Jamaal Sublett
Jamaal Sublett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J. Myers
J. Myers
Producer
Dustin Moore
Dustin Moore
Producer
Kevin Crause
Kevin Crause
Mixing Engineer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In America, you'll never be free
Middle fingers up, fuck the police
Damn, can't a **** just breathe? (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Braveheart, still QB's Finest
Grindin' enough diamonds to change the climate
Not only do you see a **** shinin', you can see a **** breathe
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Jewels enchanted like they was new from Atlantis
Cruise with the hammer, jealous-hearted, can't stand him
Haters are scandalous
Damn, can't a **** just breathe? (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
To all my **** gettin' money in the streets (Yeah)
Middle fingers up, fuck the police
Light up my trees, and I just breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
[Verse 2]
I twist 'em, baby mama, beef victim
Chronic leaf-hittin', all kinds of heat with him, wisdom
From pot to piss in, to high position
Intense hustle, it's pain like a pinched muscle
Till it rains and my Timbs stain my socks
Till I dodge enough shots and the presidin' judge slams a mallet
And says, life, I'ma guap
Then I cop
Then I yacht
Then I dock
Island-hoppin' away from nightmare holders
Or cowboy slingers who shoot up any club
To see they names ring loud on some FBI poster
Must be on X or he coked up
Suggestin' I post a bail, I'm like yes 'cause we soldiers
We just gettin' older in time
We still in our prime
I can't afford a new arrest on my folder
****, breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
[Verse 3]
In America, you'll never be free
Middle fingers up, fuck the police
Damn, can't a **** just breathe? (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Braveheart, still QB's Finest
Grindin' enough diamonds to change the climate
Not only do you see a **** shinin', you can see a **** breathe
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Jewels enchanted like they was new from Atlantis
Cruise with the hammer, jealous-hearted, can't stand him
Haters are scandalous
Damn, can't a **** just breathe? (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
To all my **** gettin' money in the streets (Get money)
Middle fingers up, fuck the police (Fuck 'em)
Light up my trees, and I just breathe (Breathe, breathe, breathe)
[Verse 4]
I'm fresh outta city housing
Ain't have too many options
Pennies on a pension, or penitentiary bounded?
Plenty Henny in me, envy was simply they trend, see
My enemy was every hater that was bigger than me
The high life, the fly life
Pierre Hardy, imitation of Christ
Ice-wear gaudy, since '94, flossy
The Lex' was an excellent choice, now fast-forward me
The pestilence of the ghetto informed me
As a shorty, to push nothing less than the seven-forty
With fresh linen, sip Pellegrinos with Airs on
They sick, mixin' they water with Airborne
[Verse 5]
Oh, they so sick
Look how I got 'em goin' crazy, look at that
You gotta let it out, stress ain't good, man
You gotta breathe (Breathe, breathe)
In America, we've gotta be free
[Verse 6]
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
(Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe)
Written by: Dustin Moore, Jamaal Sublett, Nasir Jones
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