Have to say

[Verse 1: Breeze Embalm]
Yea Im the man in this game
And I don't do it for the fame
But that is not to say
That I don't get my just due praise
You see me man I'm on the top
I'm ahead like whats in the box
I'm ahead like eating box
I'm so hungry I ate the box
Boxing with my metaphors
Box me in and get the tail end
Like a teathered cord
My music is what hearings for
So dont sleep on me
Before I disconnect brain from body
And inflict paralysis
And make your mind think you dying
A villian to some but a hero to the rest
If im needed i come quick like virgin sex
Who dare try and cause harm
Alarms go blaring
And I step to it like flinstone car
Meet me on a side im killing in rare form
I dont think you getting me
Im in rare form like
Certificate of authenticity
Im from the city
And with these bars I move the BX
I'm BX in my car like Pimp my ride

[Chorus 1: Breeze Embalm]
Dan ta dan du Dan dada dada
Dan ta dan du Dan dada dada
What more do I have to say
What more do I have to say

[Verse 2: Breeze Embalm]
My chick she a center fold
And I push the bar so far to the left
Make the center fold
So please homie know your role
Cause I'm a fucking animal
And weather you pop or not is on
What the bull lets in like a gun, son
I play with words I ain't a mime
Ain't rapping words that are not mine
Ain't bashing my passion I'm bat shit
Crazy like guano to Ventura
I'm an adventura, but not a bachatero
I fuck around pay for all of us
To go to Montenegro come through I know a spot
My flow also knows a arc
You fronting like Rosa park
My zen is just like Deepak
Chopra I'm a mug with no coaster
I'm chapelle boots on a sofa
Rappel with my lines
Out of my mind
Cause this shit going get heavy
It ain't safe in here
You might need to find a safer sphere
Somewhere where rap don't sever ears

[Verse 3: Breeze Embalm]
And yea I sever heads these cats ain't never coming back b
So it's best that ya don't sleep
This a war on Z's see
Hired brad Pitt to play the role of me in this bio pic
No feeling gypt
Writing hieroglyphs
And my rhyme book is
On a higher list
Like payroll bitch
Oh why oh why oh
Must I entertain these peons
I be on that clingon
With the V on
Cause I give no fucks
Let me pile on
I spark like a pile on
No delusion like Dylan
I'm more like bob Dylan
Sparks like my synapse
And I know you feel that
My moment like Kodak
Drive to that like kojak
Imma park my ass right here
Cause this is where I belong
No stupid raps no stupid songs
G ass lines like a thong
I set the precedent
I run this race like a president
I sets the tone I got it sown
I crept on in unbeknown
I killed this beat I should
Just Leave it alone
Ain't no more to be told
So ill make up words on my own like