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you but you can't help it
Clinging onto me, why are you so selfish girl?
You got me feeling I can't breathe
And I'm running out
Running out of oxygen

Things you take for granted
I struggle to secure
Basic human rights
Strange but I still endure

Am I not human
Is it wrong to expect more
I want my

I don't surface in the room
I don't surface in the room or the oxygen
Might not be your taste cause I'm too basic
Might not be your taste cause I'm

Matrix
Yeah we in the matrix
Niggas see the difference now
Other niggas basic
'Cause we never fake shit
Yeah we never fake shit
I'm tired

OV3R

J Da Proph3t 

Hook:

Addicted to torment
Vibing with voices
Narcotics, they got me anointed 
Whip a concoction
Mix up a monster
The basics

call it then

Lets call it what it is and thats basic
You need oxygen like a need a pen
Damn I'm On the scene again, 
on my own ting i don’t give a fuck

Which one of you motherfuckers
Said that shit behind huh?
Hogging all my oxygen
Please get the fuck up off me bruh
Who that you be talking to?
Got

oxygen. The oxygen is released as a waste product into the atmosphere, where it provides the air we breathe. Photosynthesis has played a critical role in

Inhale like it's oxygen
Exhale, tiger lily on her moccasins
I'm just tryna ask you why you
Think that you're my proxy
And you can run around
And pull

to
Breathe slowly
Not enough oxygen in my head
At times my thoughts they
Feel so heavy
Like a growing pain
Or a stomach ache
That just won't seem to fade
Tell

agree
Real emcees all agree
There's always hip hop allowed
Plenty of room for the girl who's loud
There's always hip hop allowed
Plenty of oxygen to go

The Incredible True Story

Logic

The Incredible True Story

2015

no basic rappin'

So they wonder who am I
So high (so high)
I said they wonder who am I
So high

Back again, never outside so I'm acting in
I

You know the name
So you can clearly the premise is basic
Young Kobe on the booth floor, I'm trying to score
This rap hill like Lauryn, don't care if

When I'm feeling down I face a eighth just to clear my thoughts
Take a basic bitch, upgrade her with some ass shots
Ain't tryna small talk I'm tryna

To the Rescue

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Chronicles, Chapter 2

2001

cassette, you get smashed like crashed desert air shows
Holdin ya breath, gaggin for a bit of oxygen
Submission put a stop to men, reveal the foul document

for oxygen
Then pops you with the glocks again
Drop 'em in with the street life, the street type
We snipe, artificial niggaz under street lights
Street

Stimulate fan hearts like pacemakers that'll help spark a start 
From their age of glacial foundations
But to face it: back to basics
Work hard day-to-day

her till it hurt, no oxygen

[Verse 1]
I feel like I can’t fucking breathe
Damn I choke under the pressure but I pull through for my team
Man you act

Saw Palmetto

Noah23

Quicksand

blow out the oxygen

frolic in the stardust. cosmic trigger figure eight.
afterthought continental drift disintegrate
the transcendental pangea idealism

You are now entering the world inside
The essence of your imagination huh

Xanax instead of oxygen in a world
Full of these moccasins
Opsidus,

for no credit and good intention
A lot of shit I said that deaded friendship, uh
Rappers basic, they lack imagination (uh)
Backwards statements at me

could raise the pace of my rap above and beyond the basics
Like hydrogen and oxygen together mix with to form water where hydrogen is flammable and oxygen

the bottom up or the the top down
I'm just tryna make you proud of it
Still keepin' that gas I breathe more kush than oxygen
My weekdays like weekends I'm

of basic needs and human rights?
Them see us useless for this country pass stew wey no get rice
Police go blast u if u young with iPhone and drives a car