Don’t Hold Your Breath
N. Newman / M. Marino



Verse One
Let’s get it started like a new life umbilical cut
So every moment from now on is like my physicals up
I’m sick and tired of these rappers and they lyrical’s suck
They bout to get crushed and just like a cigarette butt
It’s lights out so there’s nothing at the end of the tunnel
And that bravado counts for Zippo cos we rendered it humble
So while they shouting on the mic it’s like they may as well mumble
Cos we the dudes about to hunt you like the king of the jungle
Yeah I Said it, but only cos I’m setting it straight
Do you get it? Don’t worry I’ll wait!!!
But not for too long cos I ain't trying to humble my pace
They call me black jack cos I’m about to cover my ace
It’s D and Marcus we marvellous and making our mark
And we stars but ya’ll can only see the stars in dark
And the sound that we create is like a world apart
From the majority of people suffocating the art


Chorus

If you think that me and Marcus D taking rest
To settle for less forget it don’t hold your breath
And don’t be trying step to us like you seen success
And one of the best, forget don’t hold your breath
As a student, even the rhymes I wrote on the desk poetically blessed
So haters don’t hold your breath
Yo, just like a broke man owing a debt
You wanna collect? I’m saying don’t hold your breath


Verse Two
The way we put it down is simple you can make it my quote
MD, Funk D is like dope meets dope
We are musical prophets so notes meet hope
And we about to save this music from a slippery slope
Cos we tired of these rappers, tired of these actors
Tired of gun clappers taking the art backwards
Screaming that they are about to blow
But it ain’t them running the show
So it don’t mean nothing if you had a meeting with a major label
It only really matters when a deal is on the table
And even then they ain’t your friend they probably going to rape you
Then Take you to a foreign place and planet of the ape you,
Then leave you there a couple years you feeling like they hate you
And when you start to shout they say “c’mon its only day two”
So I do it like there’s no time left
And don’t listen to empty promises while holding my breath


Chorus


Verse Three
Time waits for no man and no mans island
Those are the 2 things I try and keep in mind
And put food for thought in everything I’m rhyming
I’d rather be silent than speaking all violent
See things changed in this world and environment
It feels like smiling ain’t a natural requirement
People talk bad or they have no comment
The years spin and I wonder where the time went
So I got no time for these harlequins
Jokers they leave you the bottom have to start again
The place where you got to find the patience and the heart again
And all because you couldn’t figure out what’s in the heart of men
We only get the once chance of youth
I’m telling the truth just look old men are the proof
There’s only 2 types of men, a king or a spoof
And so a man is to man either a God or a Wolf


Final Chorus

If you think that me and Marcus D taking rest
To settle for less forget it don’t hold your breath
And don’t be trying step to us like you seen success
And one of the best, forget don’t hold your breath
As a student, even the rhymes I wrote on the desk poetically blessed
So haters don’t hold your breath
Yo, just like a broke man owing a debt
You wanna collect? I’m saying don’t hold your breath
What’s the chances of your team getting slaughtered to death but
Hoping the ref will cheat? Don’t hold your breath
Cos you might black out like Red and Meth
But nevertheless I really must stress don’t hold your breath
You got dreams about owning the Nets
By playing roulette with minimal bets? Don’t hold your breath
All I’m saying’s don’t get far fetched
Like waiting for the return of cassettes. Don’t hold your breath