Breez Acapella

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Breez Acapella

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[Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin'] Yo, I claim a fortune, put flame on my brain. Insane Torched the lame. I called your name like Ichabod Crane And haunt the land. Who want the fame? Phantoms are From New York to the peninsula of Zanzibar, the land with all I am the God and the chancellor, man-trampler Rhyme tarantula. Dancing a dime at a time, I'm romancing her Critical confidence, my rhymes complement the continent Clinical combinance to match my vocalizing dominance I open the eyes on monuments, make stone bounce Seen the ice and the cream, so I took my cone out OK, you know my nombre: Super Hombre Be like, "¿Adónde estás, Evahflowin'?" Knot bop specialist spitting blessings is effortless 'Til I'm breath-e-less, stretching this like a wrestler's hold Roll weaponless niggas requesting this, wanting that joint With Breez repping this. You wanted to rep in this Now you rapper turned to pessimist Niggas suck. I said it before, I'll say it again They on the way out, I'm on the way in I got your joint for free and still won't play it again I'll blaze in a cypher, drop diaper shit Viper spit lethal verses aimed at your terrain 'Til you curses my name. Worse is the pain when I Burst in your brain cell. I dick down your main But your dame ain't framed well. You can't tell? We gon' blow up when we show up, maintain With a cask and cream 'til we throw up

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  • Breez Evahflowin’