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AC Breeze is a musical artist known for their unique style and versatility. They bring a refreshing blend of genres to their music, incorporating elements of hip-hop, R&B, and soul. With their smooth vocals and introspective lyrics, AC Breeze has captivated audiences and gained a dedicated fanbase. Their talent and passion for creating meaningful music make them a rising star in the industry. more »

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F*ck romaine lettuce, hm
Swig of that water, keeping the skin clean, routine
I'm here to slaughter, scream queens can eat my swing
Louisville slugger, y'all go hide your daughters
The heat meets your feet, dance dance machine (pew pew pew)
I get played when they tokin', like a fuckin' arcade
I tell 'em behave, let em convey, they all the same
Game saved now they hopin', tryna duck with this wave
You ain't a durag, bitch, anticipate all the hate
Millennials are incredible, narcissism in stereo
Everybody wants to be famous, the pill is inedible
Lacing fame with the fentanyl, all you rookies are terrible
Rappin' ain't just about rhymin', gotta plan every syllable
I'm shooting my shot, but you don't gotta goal tend
If this is all that you got, this generation's condemned
Bringin' back ol' hip hop, this mumble madness gon' end
Since when did dying young start becoming a trend?
I don't know
Mental is buzzin' I'm loco
So let's go
Proceed with caution like wet floors
Like, like, like
Tell me who gon' die today
Homies finna die just tryna bag the romaine
Like, tell me are we all insane
Head held high but the sky always been grey
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
I'm stressed, pressed, in debt, so bet I pop a pill
Livin' rich, stealin' bitches like Cruella de Vil
I aim for a mil, needing a doctor I'm callin' Phil
My psyche don't even like me, my thoughts are out for the kill
Ooh, my mouth motor semi-automatic
I'm systematically better, breaking your habits
Are you gonna go my way? Shout out to Lenny Kravitz
Aren't we gonna die someday? Skeletons in the attic
I'm manic, your bitch tryna blow pipe like an addict
It's tragic, all I said was "hey, my name is Alec"
It's magic, like poof, gone in smoke when I drag it
All these bunnies tryna f*ck, but I'm sorry I'm into rabbits
Aw, breakin' their hearts, see you formin' the sodium
Your boy look like a shark, whole clique smokin' opium
I tear your bone apart, complex like Napoleon
I hop on the podium, why you act Nickelodeon?
I don't know
Mental is buzzin' I'm loco
So let's go
Proceed with caution like wet floors
Like, like, like
Tell me who gon' die today
Homies finna die just tryna bag the romaine
Like, tell me are we all insane
Head held high but the sky always been grey
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain
(Pitter patter, a pitter patter)
Let it rain

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