Black Magik & Cambatta - Last Breath Feat. Red Pill and Blue Pill [Official Audio]

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    LYRICS
    [Cambatta]
    Feet hurting
    World full of busy bees working
    I ain't never met a free person
    I don’t get along with these earthlings
    I’m trying to seek purpose
    Fight for something I believe’s worth it
    Feel the curse I’ma reverse it
    I don’t dream cuz I sleep nervous
    Yet I Keep flirting
    Face death like a Steve Irwin
    Hold heat I’m a drink thermos
    Tell the bartender keep serving
    I’m trying to be perfect
    Using dirty shit to clean dirt with
    Only happy when the weed burning
    Traded oxygen to breath herb in
    Til I see curtains
    Lungs failed and they cease working
    Air is something that I need urgent
    Suffocating trying to squeeze words in
    What would I do with my last breath
    Would I yell, would I cry, would I laugh
    Cuz I’m glad that I’m passed that mess
    Til I pass never felt that bless
    Even bad breath when you living
    Is better than good breath when you lack flesh
    Got a glass chest that I cracked
    And my lost breathe hasn’t made it back yet
    I’m on my last breath
    Walking the last step
    I’m on the last test
    Final answer and my last guess
    Wonder what I gotta pass next
    I’m on my last quest
    So much harder than my last trek mapless
    Hope I can outlast death
    Grim reaper got my address
    Down to my last cent
    Cash spent from a check I don’t even have yet
    From my last rent
    Swear this shit has got mad stress
    I inherited my dad’s debt
    Never got to hear his last breath
    And the only reason I ain’t pass yet
    I’m the first ever and the last left
    [Red Pill]
    I let the record show
    I let the lech explode
    Put on a weapons show
    Pull up to Texaco
    Narcos in Mexico
    Call up the technical
    They know the TECs’ll blow
    Shotta I’m Plaxico
    Turn you to vegetables
    Body electrical
    Acid or alkaline
    Body so flexible
    The Shooters feast like a Uber Eats
    Got a Group of These Sudanese Kooda B's
    While letting the Uzi or Ruger speak
    An American god up In Cuba eats
    The powers they seek empowers the weak
    They following creeps
    Powers that be Inherit the world from cowards and sheeps
    Been to the mountaintops, towers and peaks
    Flowers and sweets they showered our feet
    The lightning the thunder made it shower and sleet
    Sour the dees, this not a verse this our receipts
    [Cambatta]
    What would I do with my last breath
    Would I yell, would I cry, would I laugh
    Cuz I’m glad that I’m passed that mess
    Til I pass never felt that bless
    Even bad breath when you living
    Is better than good breath when you lack flesh
    Got a glass chest that I cracked
    And my lost breathe hasn’t made it back yet
    I’m on my last breath
    Walking the last step
    I’m on the last test
    Final answer and my last guess
    Wonder what I gotta pass next
    I’m on my last quest
    So much harder than my last trek mapless
    Hope I can outlast death
    Grim reaper got my address
    Down to my last cent
    Cash spent from a check I don’t even have yet
    From my last rent
    Swear this shit has got mad stress
    I inherited my dad’s debt
    Never got to hear his last breath
    And the only reason I ain’t pass yet
    I’m the first ever and the last left
    [Blue Pill]
    Treat these last minutes like a track finish
    I attract women they the bad women
    I'ma splash in them leave a bag with them
    Then I raise seeds to be mad different
    If I die now I’m coming back in them
    Cuz they dad missing but they cash dripping
    Cuz they royalty so they brag different
    Ain’t no ass kissing never had feelings
    Seen a white victim and a black witness
    Mac grippin on my last mission
    Yak sipping blowing black izm
    Gat missin he was lack slippin
    Smack hit him now he act different
    Apparition the bad vision
    The Mac’ll chip him and crash his system
    Uncle Tom cuz you that willing
    Fuck the law I’m goin back to living
    Astral prisms of black religion
    Activism in conversations
    Sacrilegious, the palm of Satans
    Black magician, babylon erasing
    Raise our hands to the Gods we praising
    Hussle in, the marathon we racing
    Nipsey at the finish line he waiting

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