Room to Breathe

(One, two)
Please, please, please, please
Please give me some to breathe
If you move too close, I'mma need to leave
I don't want nobody thinkin' that I'm impolite
But you're best to step back when I been to the mic
Now when you see me at a live show handling biz
I might make it look easy that don't mean that it is
An old school survivor who can rhyme and produce
And a super technician designing my loops
And this time I had the kicks drum, kicks coming from the mix
Pumped them up a bit 'til they hit like a ton of bricks (Woo)
Sounds funky when I'm rappin' along
I'm so matter of fact with the classic song
And that's the craft master, laugh at wack rappers
(Yo) why is your flow so wack and haphazard (mhm)
You can whine, belly ache and complain about
Lil' Wayne and the state of the game but
Please, give me some room to breathe
I need a little bit of room to breathe man
Check it out

Now when I fall into a rhythem it's as good as it gets
And that's why I'm always rockin' international sets
Stay cool and unphased up upon any stage
Harajuku, Piccadilly, to the Champs-Élysées
I've been quick and slippery spin sling it's rickety
If you wanna get with me it's another victory
My competition callin' mission control
'Cause they know they've been exposed like fish in a bowl
So talk ya 'ish pop ya lips and whisper
But I'm not gonna take it like Twisted Sister
Those bozos who try to provide get a swollen eye
'Cause I'm kicking like Cobra Kai
See, if we're gonna crash I'll be the black box
You'd have a better chance winnin' lottery jackpots
Because I got flavor that's good to the last drops
And more material than tall and fat chops
Please, give me some room to breathe
I'm gonna need a little bit of room to breathe
On the cut, gimme room to breath

I'mma switch it up right now
Tel you a little story about this guy (go ahead)
There was this cat named Jack
Always yappin', blastin' on tandem
Behind his back his friends were laughin' at him
Up until he come around then they'd have to pretend
But as soon as he walked away they'd be cracking again
I'm not really aiming to see him being mocked and despised
So I thought that I would try and pull him off to the side
And I got real serious lockin' the eyes
And I said "Jack, here's why you've been ostracized"
But before I could finish my man just jumped in
Straight interrupting, not hearin' nothing
Here's why you're suffering, too much talk
He then nodded his head and started sharin' a thought
I said "dude pay attention, stop waiting to speak
Before I grab you be the cheek, and tape up your beak
You don't always have to pawn, reciprocate and go deep
Just keep your mouth shut, cultivate a mystique"
But when Jack cut me off again I just lost it
Mentally exhausted I felt so accosted
And even worse he was in my personal space
'Cause he cannot understand the disturbance he makes
When he said "Give me yo number I'mma shoot you a text
I can swing by the crib man, what's yo address?"
You know I just sighed and told him goodbye
And when he launched in to a long reply, I said
Please, give me some room to breathe
It's gettin' too late I'mma need to leave
I don't want nobody thinkin' that I'm impolite
But you best to step back as I bid you goodnight
I said please, give me some to breathe
I need a little bit of room to breathe, gimme room to breathe
I said please, c'mon please, you heard me say please
Rock it like please, the magic word is please
C'mon please, I said please, please