Breeze Tyson Lyrics

Tyson Lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Breeze ]



Take a look in the future, I'd ask who'd ya



Heard beat me - wrong, somebody fooled ya



They never riff or cause me to panic



Or make me resort to my old time antics



Refuse to lose, I'm always winnin, see, I'll



Never duck you in a battle of freestyle



So hit the highway and just truck on



Sucker duck, you're stuck on, now get the fuck on



Beat, you can't be under, so low, I'm a solo



S-o-l-o, you gotta show and prove on the strength



Cause ain't nobody hittin like Tyson, I'm goin the length



I'm The Young Son Of No One in rap



Like the man I mentioned two lines back



Never duck or weave, just believe I never run



Cause I been crowned The Young Son Of No One







(I'm not only a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a prophet



I'm the resurrector, I'm the savior of the boxing world



If it wasn't for me the game would be dead)



(- Let me see you close your mouth and just keep it closed



- Well you know that's impossible



- No, no, no, no...)







[ VERSE 2: Breeze ]



Stop keepin me back, suckers are steadily chasin me



Controls my goal and soul is how I'm livin, see



My step is kept, so let me rule the industry



The top of hip-hop where rap is takin me



Promotional hype, yeah, that's why I wrote this



You claim I owe you this, so then promote this



Cut the sation, my talent you're wastin



Front on this, man, you must be basin



Tyson hits hard, the kid is hittin harder



I'm good at what I do, Pooh's my sparring partner



Throwin cuts, stabs, hooks, jabs, bolos



It's not many, if any, who can throw those



Tyson is a adjective to describe the kid



Admit it you can do or done what I did



My gameplan is printed, it ended in round one



Yo yo, another KO for The Young Son Of No One







(I'm young



I'm handsome



I'm fast



I'm pretty



and can't possibly be beaten)



(And can't possibly be beaten)



(It is true that I do a lot of talk 



and everything I say I mean to back it up)







[ VERSE 2: Breeze ]



T-Y-S-O-N, let the lesson begin



Killin at will and can still get fresher when



The beat is kinda hype in sweat I'm soakin in



No jokin, D, start chokin em



Every fight is a fluke, that's how I'm takin em



You might damage a dome but I'm breakin em



Just like Tyson performance is flawless



Goin the round, beatin you down, clown



The Young Son Of No One means that I'm the son of none



The fight is over before I even throw one



My attitude is rude so listen to every word up



Lose to another dude, that's undheard of



Don't call me a psycho cause I didn't bite no



Beats are not weak cause they're kinda like hype, yo



I'm back on the rise, are you surprised? 



I know you thought I'd run



From now on, call me The Young Son Of No One







(What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming)



(What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming)



(- What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming to see him



and what percentage do you feel will be coming to see you?



- Well 100% will be coming to see me



but 99% will come to see me get beaten



- Do you really feel that way?



- Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(- I got these)



- And they represent...



- These represent dynamite



Prrr...



- There ya go)







(An unheard of thing)







(- He's young



He's handsome



- They know it!



- He's a poet, a prophet



and many people believe he'll be the next heavyweight champion of the world)



(And many people believe he'll be the next heavyweight champion of the
world)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk too much)



(Because they think I talk)



(Because they think I talk)



(Because they think I talk too much)