Breathe Hi, this is frank Sinatra - thanks for playing all my records This is getting to me If i look back at 92 when we took our first step Got no f**in' clue, we were playing just crap Remember we were green, keepin' our heads clean Now it's 2k1 and we won't flow with another stream So i won't tell you 'bout my living-in-the-ghetto youth 'cause i got almost all the things i want, and that's the truth We got no broken home, we don't need to show 'em That we're the lords of the boards 'cause our way is our own Walk boy - many things to see but i just scratched the surface Walk boy - no time to hold a breath Walk boy - there is just one thing for me that you have left Walk boy - to be better the rest A life needs time to heal the way of life To find a better way to fulfill dreams So now i give you the chance to see me rockin' Smashin' all the dudes givin' no respect to somethin' They can't understand 'cause their minds are weak They see me rising, thinking he's the freak that i wanna be And if i think about the dudes saying we won't make it I become more eager and don't stop like you did Don't call me a friend, i don't believe a thing I just know it's you making us arrogant Walk boy - many things to see but i just scratched the surface Walk boy - you hold another breath Walk boy - remember just my attitude that you have left Walk boy - to be better the rest A life needs time to heal the way of life To find a better way to fulfill dreams I said your so called life can't heal me Banzaaai