What's up
How you doing?
I'd like to introduce myself
My name is Breeze
GS no stress
Yes I flip script
No I don't push drugs
Already tried
It's really not in my blood
Music's what I love
It was all that I could think of
Back when I was a young boy riding a bike
I could see myself on a scene grabbing a mic
Kicking my lyrics
There was no way for me to bite
Without even knowing
It already had the elements in me to make me an mc
Ready for ciphers
Suckers got kicked out
Flavours done came out
Yo! That's the culture
Ignorant bastards nowadays wanna rap
Without having any skills
Or a total lack of conscience or knowledge
Straight garbage
Such a dirty job taking out the trash
But I do it
Get rid of these cock suckers
Stop sleeping
Breeze coming at'cha

When we come around you know we drop that shit
And though we kill it there's always someone to talk that shit
You better take your friends advice when they say stop that shit
Cause only one fact will remain
GS is that shit

I take intensive care of my career
Ain't trynna ruin the efforts I put in it
I'm staring at the stairs in front of me
It took me 15 years to get up here
I'm halfway there
Though sometimes it feels like I could lift a door
And get in the attic
It moves me more
It moves me core
I'm in love with sitting at my desk
Pour a glass of something then do my best
To find what to say with dope rhymes
Use different subjects
Not what's so hype
Don't wanna be seen all the time
Quietly moving, I'm that type
Got good vision to lead the blind
A Mira dog, a mirador
Admire the voice
A mil and more mi amore
I want that whore that might abort what I record yeah!

When we come around you know we drop that shit
And though we kill it there's always someone to talk that shit
You better take your friends advice when they say stop that shit
Cause only one fact will remain
GS is that shit

Many people rhyme without a purpose
So I fuck 'em up quick with one of my verses
Nothing's worse following fools going nowhere
If you can't lead
Get the fuck up outta here
Better beware of the Breeze coming through quietly
Sneaking up on you with a flow over a beat by JP
Production is crazy
Cause we never gave a fuck about a trend man
So we can do whatever the fuck we want when we wanna
Just remember that our music is timeless
So the words coming out of my mind will stick in your head
For a long time and it will free your mind
From all the shit kicked by anyone who can rhyme
So now I think it's time to drop a couple of lines
To fuck mcs up leave 'em far behind
Show 'em a path not to follow so they know
Fuckin' around will turn your wife into a widow

When we come around you know we drop that shit
And though we kill it there's always someone to talk that shit
You better take your friends advice when they say stop that shit
Cause only one fact will remain
GS is that shit

Hate everything that's being made here
All about the same thing
So I make things clear
Your need to hear your shit on air that you composed
Makes it hard for to love so I compost
The garbage you already recycled
Either a trend or a bite
Your style is so cold
We're 2 versatile men
Surrounded by cheap tricks puting out the flame
We hate most of you with a passion
Secretly, you ain't part of our discussions
You claim you rep Montreal like the Canadiens
But you should be sent right away to Hamilton
Damn right like Bettman we despise you
Searching for a market that don't fit you
We take you back
We don't argue
Bye! You won't be missed man
No fucking lie