1. |
LOOKin for
04:00
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Lookin for, searchin for it
I been lookin for, searchin for it
I been lookin for, lookin for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
I been lookin for
Don’t know where I’m goin or where the hell I been
Don’t know what I did for all the hell I’m in
I materialize into a milly grains-a-sand
Blowin in the wind don’t know where I’ll land
Don’t know who I am, know who I used to be
Caramel girl dreams with a vision to achieve...
[I been lookin
for]
Got a soul magnetic and that hustle gon get it
Got that 90s Aaliyah that triple-threated
That change-the-world mindsetted, really really empathetic
Both the body and the brain athletic
Now I don’t know, all I got is my flow
Hands on the wheel which direction I go?
Maybe the answer is just to let go
Let it go, let it go, let it go.
[chorus]
Hungry for next thing, gotta eat my dinner
All I need is the race ain’t concerned with the winner
Got the speed keep the pace Breezy burn all the sprinters
Head down, heart full, go get em
It don’t matter that I don’t know
This ain’t close to as far as I’ll go
Once I find it I’ll let yall know
Once I find it I’ll let Breeze blow
[chorus]
Lookin for, searchin for it
I been lookin for, searchin for it
I been lookin for, lookin for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
Lookin, lookin, lookin, for
I been lookin for
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2. |
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I got weed in my locs
Smoke in my hair. I’m barely there
Like that nude underwear I never wear
I just don’t care
Me and livin don’t pair. I don’t know where
I’m supposed to go, just mindin my own
Maybe I’ll never know, just keep movin forward
How far can I go when I stand in my truth?
Seems like the right thing to do
yo… I don’t believe in God… but it’s a powerful universe and uh
Universe, if some stars up there could align orbits intertwine
or some shit…idk...just give me sign…
I’M OUT HERE LOSIN MY MIND
I’M GONNA RUN OUTTA TIME
I GOT NO REASON OR RHYME
CEPT I’M A BLACK WOMAN
LIGHT-SKIN AND WHITE
I’M OUT HERE LOSIN MY MIND
I’M GONNA RUN OUTTA TIME
I GOT NO REASON OR RHYME
CEPT I’M A BLACK WOMAN
LIGHT-SKIN AND WHITE
I was raised as a white kid and now that I’m Black
Ain’t no goin back.
I came up as a Tomboy and now I’m a woman
My cookin ain’t limited to the kitchen
I ain’t too good for bitchin
I ain’t no Offred I’m of myself
I am the freshest shit on the shelf
I am the dopest queen in the room
I am for sure the loneliest too
I’m a PS2 one controller, love gettin older, love turnin shoulder
Can’t really flirt, but I can smoulder
Got a shit hand, but I ain’t gone fold em
Gone Rosa PARK my ass on this bus
Payin in Tubmans, sit in the front
Told ya there ain’t gonna be no fuss
Breathe wit me
I’M OUT HERE LOSIN MY MIND
I’M GONNA RUN OUTTA TIME
I GOT NO REASON OR RHYME
CEPT I’M A BLACK WOMAN
LIGHT-SKINNED AND WHITE
I’M OUT HERE LOSIN MY MIND
I’M GONNA RUN OUTTA TIME
I GOT NO REASON OR RHYME
CEPT I’M A BLACK WOMAN
LIGHT-SKINNED AND WHITE
Double oppression gone kill me
Triple consciousness got me fucked
Somebody go get me pill please
Or else my ass shit outta luck
DOUBLE OPPRESSION GONE KILL ME
TRIPLE CONSCIOUSNESS GOT ME FUCKED
SOMEBODY GO GET ME PILL PLEASE
OR ELSE MY ASS SHIT OUTTA LUCK
Trynna save myself
Trynna save me
Trynna save myself
Trynna save me
Trynna save myself
Trynna save me
Trynna save myself
Trynna save Breeze
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3. |
male FRAGILITY
03:48
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male FRAGILTY
Tried to change this cold world but
That was a mistake
Pick my battles - this time got into it at the workplace
He was a manager at a gross and hopeless place
He had no conception of emotional space
He was hatin on a gay man behaving sexist too
I communicated the way Michelle Obama do
Then he waited til break and he pulled me aside
And I did not know what else to do beside...
Tell him...
SHUT THE FUCK UP
I tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
She tell him
Breeze tell him
Please tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
I tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
Who tell him?
You tell him
C'mon you tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
I tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
(Hoo)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
SHUT THE FUCK UP
I tell him
SHUT THE FUCK UP
I tell him
Breeze tell him
He challenged my take wouldn’t let me go home
And I sat there imagining knocking his dome
Then he showed up at my building blocked entire lot
And I realized he blacked out saw me as a thot
Enough of your fuckin fragility
Why you fuckin up my capability?
My tranquility I can’t find myself
When you all up in my shit and I remind myself
You’ll get defensive and insecure, hover
While I simply state some lil fact bout oppression
Then you get embarrassed and quick run for cover
Then tantrum a temper from our little session
You ain’t confident enough to have a conversation
I ain’t mad atcha just a simple observation
Too many men serving degradation
Standing UP for my WomxnQueerTransFem nation
If you’re a dick dude please swallow your pride
Fight the toxic MASK-culinity inside
Make your demons run and hide, go deal with your shit
We AIN’T bout to PUT up with NO more of IT
Locked me in a bathroom breathin on my neck
You’re getting real aggro What did I expect?
Unbuckling your belt with a hyena craze
Unzipping your pants got a hard-on male gaze
Ain’t no one gone save me, bouncer saw it all
Probly watched many women get locked in a stall
So I channel my inner mortal kombat moves
And I elbow his ribs deep into the grooves
GET THE FUCK OFF
GET THE FUCK OFF
(Hoo)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
GET THE FUCK OFF
I tell him
GET THE FUCK OFF
(Hoo)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
GET THE FUCK OFF
I tell him
GET THE FUCK OFF
Who tell him?
She tell him
Breeze tell him
Please tell him
GET THE FUCK OFF
I tell him
GET THE FUCK OFF
Who tell him
We tell him
Lyin everyday with a smile
Mechanism built in as a child and a girl
God forbid that we live in a place where we ain’t
Grateful for nuthin less than oppressed
From mind to body to world
It been about men but it ain’t anymore
Gotta lose expectation of being forgiven
No more destruction we need you to learn
Keep ya hands off me and all my womxn
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4. |
FREE Dee
02:57
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FREE DEE
In hip hop, you got the code of the streets
Snitches get stitches, ass gone get beat
Ain’t no room for any accountability
If you’re a Black man in hip hop, you’re practically royalty
There’s a special kind of animosity for Black women
Ostracized, banished, punchline of a joke
The punishment for seeking justice will make ya choke
No air to breathe, nowhere to turn, no water or Coke
MC Ren said, “bitch deserved it” reppin NWA
Eazy-E said, “yeah, bitch had it coming” Dr. Dre explained,
“Somebody fuck with me I’m gone fuck with them…
Ain’t nothin you can do now by talking bout it. Besides,
It ain’t no big thing - I just threw her through a door.”
Now Breeze ain’t gonna continue check internet for more
Sista Dee was the homie she was the host of “Pump it Up”
Lookin at the glass half full until they went and kicked her cup
She was like yo Dre you my bro why you doin this to me?
Why you beat me up and ostracize me from the industry?
Can’t you see I’m a human being and you being so mean?
Now what we sposed to do with this deadly mentality?
“It’s okay to hit women” especially darker breeds
That’s the message coming through so why nobody see see
How fucked up that shit is and the kids they listen and REPEAT
And the bag goes straight to Dre and Suge and record company
What happened to Dre after beating Sista Dee, who was
One half of west coast duo, hip hop’s own Body & Soul
You tell me, you got a pair of Dre Beats?
Richest producer EVER to come from the streets (besides Jay Z)
And what happened to Dee?
DEnied reSTRAINing ORder since she out the job anyway
Where was the network, where was Ice Cube, where was fucking KDAY?
They all turned their heads away
The code of silence is violence the men kept courage at bay
It’s the SAME SHIT with MJ, OJ, Cosbay, R. Kellay
Not just them but all the gatekeepers who didn’t say a THANG
There are many institutions of enablers who in on it
The culture is protected and sustained like KKK
Don’t dismiss it, about this, be RELIGIOUS wit it
You gotta check your friends, men gotta check men
Out in pu-bl-ic or else it will be your daughter, my friend,
Who get pushed out of the republic and meets her fucking end
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5. |
an IsLAND
04:48
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An Island I Am
An island I am
Cut off from the mainland
An island I am ooOoo
An island I am
An island I am
Cut off from the mainland
An island I am
No one I can stand
Oooh oh oh oh oOo o OoO
Oooh oh oh oh oOo o OoO
Before I was a volcano
EruptiNG underwater
Couldnt see me beneath tha surface
My lava coo-oooled into rock
An island I am
Covered in warm sand
On solid ground I stand
For an island I am
Disaster I withstand
I’ll never be no man
Out here with no plan
Couldnt get with the program
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Breezy Bay Point, California
If Audre Lorde was a rapper, Breezy would be the embodiment because their hip hop takes on topics like racial identity, gender politics, and queerness. Breezy represents the fluidity in the gray area between “man” and “woman” or “Black” and “white.”
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