Ded Mic - FRESH AIR

Real name no gimmicks
Rap I been in it ever since I was invented
Surprise motherfucker
Hey I'm the French guy
Huh let me kick my freestyle
Hey come on man
Hey don't be like that
Hey where you going?
I'm back
Surprise motherfucker
I've got a little something
Heads down and knocking
Get ready better get to stepping (Damn right)
Start jumping loud ass nonsense
Get retarded like Dustin
When I step in more like a bust in
I'll get your grandma breakdancing
Flexing on a double XL screen at the concert
Scream for some comfort (Check it out)
It's a private event
I ain't on the guest list check this still going to collect this (Bitch)
Round of applause till I get evicted (Get the fuck out)
Can I get a witness?
Spat bars coming at you mad hard
NASCAR up and down the boulevard
Tossing copies of my newest CD to the young kids that's me
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare (Alright)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there head bang to the snare
What the fuck is going on
Bring it back
Got another bomb track
Right format when I jump into the crowd I fall flat (You suck!)
Then they all stare embarrassed to be there
But I climb back like tchyeah!
Gimme a high five gimme that mic (Gimme that)
Or Imma grab it and I don't lie
MC's now boom biddy bye-bye
When I catch y'all hear y'all jacking my style
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Bring in lyrics and beats if you dare
you're gonna wish you never stepped here
Verbal attack ready for combat
Like Kalu with the baseball bat
I'll just toss a few copies of my newest CD to your kids that's me
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare (What)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there head bang to the snare
I've been neglected
Perfected my craft
These are not years wasted (Bitch)
And I might get arrested by the rappers I've bested (Hey who dat?)
Who couldn't even make it on the tracklist
When I bust it (Come on man)
You just see the mic and never touch it shush it
P.R my own A&R
Momma told me son become a star (Yeah I said it)
Can I get your attention while I'm high and wasted
Cause Imma forget this
I'm trying to be a better man
No girl, kind of low on condoms how about some suction? (Oh yeah)
Sorry, lost my concentration
It's an exception I was trying to get some
I'll just toss a few copies of my newest CD to your kids that's me
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare (Good boy)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there
(Sing it louder louder)
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there
Sing it louder head bang to the snare
Let's all get a bowl of fresh air
Breathe in breathe out man I don't care
Rush that stage like I ain't there head bang to the snare

Written by:
Anatole Cagol

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