Breathing Through Beef by Dead Air Syndicate
Breathing Through Beef
[Intro]
Uh… yeah
Breathing through beef, surviving every day
Can’t let ‘em catch me slippin’
Nah…
[Verse 1]
Tension in the air, feel it thick like smoke
(Eyes on my back, hear the whispers, hear the jokes)
Every corner got a story, every alley got a trap
(Tryna keep my head straight while they set another map)
Friends turn to foes, smiles turn to knives
(Gotta calculate every move just to protect my life)
Breathing through beef, inhale, exhale, stay alive
(In the middle of the war zone, gotta thrive, gotta strive)
[Chorus]
Breathing through beef, can’t let it get me
Conflict in the streets, but I stay steady
(Pressure on my chest, but I keep my composure)
Survive the struggle, yeah, I’m my own exposure
[Verse 2]
Shots fired in my mind,( memories like sirens)
Enemies on my trail, loyalty in silence
Every handshake could be a setup, (every smile a test)
Gotta trust my instincts more than all the rest
Life’s a chess game, every beef’s a piece
Gotta move smart,( gotta move discreet)
Breathing through beef,( counting seconds in the night)
Eyes wide open, yeah,( I’m ready for the fight)
[Chorus]
Breathing through beef, can’t let it get me
Conflict in the streets, (but I stay steady)
Pressure on my chest, but I keep my composure
Survive the struggle, yeah,( I’m my own exposure)
[Bridge]
Smoke in the alley, sirens in the sky
Prayers on my lips, don’t let me die
Hustle through the chaos,( survive the storm)
Keep my soul warm, yeah, I stay reborn
(Every beef’s a battle, every day’s a test)
Gotta keep my cool, gotta be my best
[Verse 3]
Movin’ through the shadows, watchin’ every face
Every wrong step could put me in a dangerous place
Breathing through beef like it’s oxygen I need
Heart steady, mind sharp, (planting seeds)
Seeds of survival, seeds of respect
Navigating streets like a war architect
Life ain’t promised, (so I fight through the grief)
Every day’s a lesson,( yeah, )I’m breathing through beef
[Chorus / Outro]
Breathing through beef, (can’t let it get me)
Conflict in the streets, but I stay steady
Pressure on my chest,( but I keep my composure)
Survive the struggle, yeah, I’m my own exposure
Breathing… breathing… breathing through beef