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Breeze

by Mach-Hommy & Tha God Fahim

on Saturday Night Lights Volume 1 & 2 (2018)

[Mach-Hommy]
I can't

(Sample)
I don't wanna see-

[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]
F-f-f-f-f fall back, with all that
We don't want no rubbish to rub ass, on our laps
We don't want your publisher's contact, rewind that
We don't want the club to hard pass, 'cause y'all trash
Don't none of y'all raps combine math
Don't none of y'all unresolved paths involve cash
How come none of y'all rap, but y'all rap?
How can any one of y'all cap, and all that?
Bad
None accomplice menace, sipping Guinness, grimace no gimmick
High powered penmanship, imbecilic pretender
Our style is different then them timid niggas remember
Y'all counterfeit a nigga image then it's diminished
But I don't allow men to breach limits, [?] advantage
How about, killers keep killing, skills and haemorrhage
Thou shall keep a neat niggas spirit, the spirit
I'mma keep trippin' village to village

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
Check it
I got a fetish for foot locker
All the Jordans on the rack make sure they fit proper
All this Versace on my back I feel like Big Poppa
All that poppin' on the neck, you ain't go do nada (ain't SHIT)
And I'm making dollars as the time ticks
Bredrick Douglas taking swimming to see a blue strips (Bredrick)
My old shit sound better than your new shit (new shit)
You niggas music like after using a Q-tip (trash)
Ya chain skinny as a toothpick
Old as my uncles and still trying to do shit
On your IG, looking like a goof shit
How you a gangsta taking selfies on some cute shit?
Bum rappers everywhere dissing me
On low just wan' be, part of the history
I put you through a life full of misery
I heard your story and I cried you a river full of sympathy
My instrument of death perform a symphony
That's when dumb ass niggas start having epiphanies
Everyday niggas getting shot up
Spray the mac like a fucking hair product