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lirik lagu super-breez! (street) – breez evahflowin’

breez evahflowin’ – “super-breez!”
[emcee(s): breez evahflowin’]
[producer(s): dj chillout]

[intro: skit]
narrator: detonator records, in conjunction with plan c productions, presents to you another breez everflowin’ adventure
citizen: hey, that guy’s in trouble!
super-breez: looks like trouble
citizen: somebody’s got to help him!
super-breez: don’t worry! i’ll… save… you…
citizen: look! up in the sky!
hostage: help!

[verse 1: super-breez]
a technological g*nius since the age of eight
there wasn’t much i couldn’t make
but we was p-ss-poor kids, making swings out of gates
take trips to scr-pe bricks to build what momma could bake with
to make this brief, my i.i.t
scholarship was sweet ‘til i hit the streets
if defeat was a b-tch, i’d have poked out her ovaries
bullsh-t gig—bum n-ggas promoted over me
it’s over this? i pack the miniature tool kits
pentium jewel chips and disc of my music
facing cruel sh-t in the heart of winter
in the hat factory that was owned by that lotto winner
see, i done went up the walls ‘til i developed
a hand claw, flipped on some technical grip sh-t
five thousand booming watts. now i’m
building me a state-of-the-art suit with rocket boots

[interlude: skit]
super-breez: time for extreme measures
hostage: help!

[verse 2: super-breez]
now i’ve got
an exoskeleton. my touch turns men into
gelatin. ladies and gentlemen, check it
i erected this machine man mesh
the fiends can’t stress what the fiends can’t test
up the ante. metal-mask vigilante
point-blank bust. i return like, “it can’t be!”
yes, it can. luke cage meets mega man
in mic-refined tessellated t-tanium sh-ll
i’m in the event of trouble. my force shield bubble-burst
villains get dispersed to the ends of the earth
universe been defended since birth—my first mission
save a thirst kitten with reverse burst hitting
i bumped it out so hard, i k!lled the pigeon. tears raining
years training, casualties remaining
in minimal amounts, standing on to mount
making criminals bounce from subliminal doubt
i get paid, raid to impound grade-a
green for another type of green to trade
in the people eye, i say, “fight to legalize”
my partner peace pipe makes the least people die
it’s my enemy, the evil eye. i said
“die!” call me stuy like bed
let fly the acid red dye. burnt and his head fried
you dry, crunchy crab, i’m about to get country as
stringing n-ggas up and using ’em for punching bags
this ain’t a game, fiend. this is multiple-concussion tag
we stop to have discussion as custom is the type
of a hero and a villain at the peak of a fight
he speaks of a pipe adjacent to the gas main in mom’s
bas-m-nt. his heart stops, start detonation
i said, “it’s on,” bit the end from the movie sp-wn
then grabbed him by the palms, wrapped his arms around an atom bomb

[outro: super-breez]
what?!? suck on that one there, motherf-cker!!! the adventures of plan c (help!) and breez evahflowin’!

- breez evahflowin

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