[VERSE 1: Breeze]

It's time to rhyme, keep it in mind I'm gifted

With the strength to go the length and if it's

Rough enough to keep the crowd in a standstill

They catch contact from a rhyme that's ill

You heard some sation, wondered it's smoooth

Done by one nation under a groove

Rhymes I keep droppin em, suckers I keep stoppin em

P's I'm not poppin, attitudes I'm coppin em

Speakin very clearly, so check the theory

If I was a car you wouldn't have to steer me

Plus in control, just let me roll on cruise

None other can match cause they all catch the blues

It's only ( ? ) but none else can blow smoother

If you think you can grab a stand and prove to

Me that you can and will, if not you sit and chill

Visitin my pocket cause I fit the bill

Position myself to go longer and stronger

Bitin my words like you don't know who they belong to

Puttin much emphasis while I empty this

Rhyme down your ear, I'm sure you envy this

I hook and sling, that's what it took to bring

Back the old pastime, and if the last time

My jam will slay, look who we have before us

I think we had enough, Muff bust the chorus



(L.A.)

Posse

(Californ-i-a)



[VERSE 2: Breeze]

Stop what you're doin, this is directed to you and

Yours, hold your applause because I'm pursuin

To be the best, and yes, what I'm sayin

If the track was a class, I'd pass with an A and

Controlled I roll over suckers who even claim to be

On my tip, they even got the same name as me

All you're doin is causin confusion

I'm speakin to you frankly, you need to thank me

I go for broke, my rhymes smoke like a joint

Expressin myself with the help of a ballpoint

Sit back, relax, in fact take notes

Not only do I break hearts, I break hopes

Could never be taken among those makin

Jams, thinkin they slam but they're fakin

Don't try to bite me or try to fight me

Or take me lightly, all you do is excite me

The beat is kickin so I'ma stomp this

Rely on the skill and the will to accomplish

What I set out to do, and I bet that you

Listen to the words and bust a step or two

You had the audacity to ask of me

To slow down when I throw down, so you can last with me

Save the drama and all the sation

You tried to riff, but not it's time to get dealt with



(L.A.)

Posse

(Californ-i-a)