Breathe
Kanye West Lyrics


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Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"

Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
I got to apologize to Mos and Kweli (Kweli)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali)
First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin', 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
"What ya gon' buy next?" Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke, I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me, dawg?
Sing along with me, y'all

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out (uh)
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"

Now, even thouh I went to college and dropped out of school quick
I always had a Ph.D., a pretty huge dick
Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this
And givin' head is like a whale thats usin' a toothpick
Well, I'm in the club for a limited time
Act now and get some action for free-ninety-nine
Later on I might charge for ménage
Heard her man was the boss of the floss
But she still wanna toss me the drawers
And it ain't goin' cost me because she my caddy
'Cause she grabbed my golf balls in the club
And I'm still actin' calm than a mug
She asked, "Can you drive me and the hundreds where my Altima was?"
While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man
Baby, I fully understand
Let me help you with a plan
While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga
Give me some head, that'll really piss him off

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"

I blow past low class niggas with no cash
In the fo' dash six, bitch, you can go ask
So when I go fast popo just lauh
Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash
Whatever comes first, I'm prepared for the worst
Whatever comes second, I'll be there with my weapon
Pullin' up in the Lexus's one on both hand
So I guess them GS's was ambidextrous
Could of sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages
"K, I need a free hand-mammogram
I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
All of which is legal in Amsterdam"
So say my name like Candyman
And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman
But if you don't need a fix, girl, you gotta leave
You can't take that all at one time, ya gotta breathe

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Breathe in, breathe out
Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"

Yeah, uh-uh-uh, uh
And you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Y-Yeah, and you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Y-Yeah, and you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Uh-huh (uh-huh), and you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Y-Yeah, you say "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Uh-huh (uh-huh), you say, "Chi-"
Y-You say, "Ch-", Y-You say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)




Chi-city (Chi-City), Chi-City (Chi-City)
(Chi-city, Chi-City, Chi-City)

Overall Meaning

In "Breathe In Breathe Out," Kanye West opens with a hook that encourages taking a brief pause to breathe in, breathe out, and exhale any stress or worries. He then shifts towards discussing materialistic things and sharing his concerns about being perceived as just another rapper who talks about money, hoes, and rims again. He mentions that he used to think if he rapped, he'd say something significant, but now he raps about Benjamins, chips, strippers, and whatever the new trend is. West then switches back to discussing his lavish lifestyle, his fast cars, and the flings he has with women. He emphasizes the fact that he's willing to help these women diss their supposedly wealthy and influential men. Towards the end, West returns to his initial refrain of encouraging his listeners to take a breath and breathe out all the negativity they've been holding.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, breathe in, breathe out
Take a deep breath in and exhale, just like that


If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out
If you're covered in ice (bling), then show it off by rolling up your sleeves


Push a big truck, pull ya keys out
Drive a big truck and show off your purchasing power by displaying your keys


Girls go wild and pull ya D's out
Girls get wild and start flashing their breasts


Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out
Let the girls fight and watch them pull out each other's hair extensions


If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out
If a man starts acting up, pull out a gun (preferably a Desert Eagle)


When I pull the piece out, niggas like, "Peace out!"
When I pull out my gun, people run away in fear


Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap
Oh my, another song bragging about jewelry and wealth


I got to apologize to Mos and Kweli (Kweli)
I need to apologize to Mos Def and Talib Kweli for selling out and making shallow music


But is it cool to rap about gold
Is it really cool to rap about gold and wealth?


If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali)
What if I told everyone that my gold came from Ghana and Mali instead of just flaunting it?


First nigga with a Benz and a backpack
I was the first guy to have a Benz and a backpack (a nod to his debut album title 'The College Dropout')


Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
I used to sport a shiny chain, Cartier lenses, and carry a backpack


Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
I used to believe that if I became a rapper, I would say something meaningful


But now I'm rappin', 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
But now all I rap about is money, women, and cars


And it's still about the Benjamins
But it's still all about the money


Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
I stack big wads of cash and call it by various other names


Strippers named Cinnamon
I spend money at strip clubs on dancers with names like Cinnamon


More chips than Pentium
I have more money than a computer chip brand (Pentium)


"What ya gon' buy next?" Whatever new trend it is
People always ask me what I'm going to buy next, and I usually follow the latest trend


I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
I'm trying to spend all my money


And I'm so broke, I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I spend so much that sometimes I wonder if I was on drugs


I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that?
Did I really need to wear twelve platinum chains?


What the hell was wrong with me, dawg?
What was wrong with me that I had to spend so much money on material things?


Sing along with me, y'all
Join me in singing this song


Now, even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick
Despite me going to college and dropping out quickly


I always had a Ph.D., a pretty huge dick
I may not have a degree, but I always had a lot of confidence in myself


Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this
Women are tired of getting played by men like me


And givin' head is like a whale that's using a toothpick
In comparison, me receiving oral sex is almost pointless


Well, I'm in the club for a limited time
I'm only in the club for a short period


Act now and get some action for free-ninety-nine
Act fast, and you can get some action for free


Later on I might charge for ménage
Later on, I might charge for a threesome


Heard her man was the boss of the floss
I heard her man was the boss of the richest people in town


But she still wanna toss me the drawers
But she still wants to have sex with me


And it ain't goin' cost me because she my caddy
And it won't cost me because she is like my servant


'Cause she grabbed my golf balls in the club
Because she grabbed my testicles in the club


And I'm still actin' calm than a mug
I'm still acting calm despite all of this


She asked, "Can you drive me and the hundreds where my Altima was?"
She asked me to drive her and her money to where her car is parked


While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man
During the ride, she's telling me about issues she has with her boyfriend


Baby, I fully understand
I empathize with her problems


Let me help you with a plan
Let me help you come up with a solution


While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga
While he's spending all his money, don't get another rich guy


Give me some head, that'll really piss him off
Instead, give me oral sex, that will make him angry


I blow past low class niggas with no cash
I speed past poor people who don't have any money


In the fo' dash six, bitch, you can go ask
In my Mercedes Benz, you can ask anyone about me


So when I go fast popo just laugh
So when I speed, even the police just laugh


Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash
Until I run out of gas or get into an accident, I'll continue to speed


Whatever comes first, I'm prepared for the worst
Whatever happens first, I'm ready for it


Whatever comes second, I'll be there with my weapon
If something else happens, I'll be ready with my gun


Pullin' up in the Lexus's one on both hand
I'm pulling up in a Lexus with one in each hand (likely referring to guns)


So I guess them GS's was ambidextrous
I guess those Lexus models are ambidextrous (able to be used with both hands)


Could of sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages
I could have sworn her breasts were trying to tell me something


"K, I need a free hand-mammogram
She says she needs a free mammogram and asks me to use my hand


I got weed, drink, and a Handicam
But all I have is weed, alcohol, and a video camera


All of which is legal in Amsterdam
All of this is legal in Amsterdam, a city in the Netherlands known for its liberal policies


So say my name like Candyman
Say my name like Candyman (a horror movie character who appears after his name is said five times in a mirror)


And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman
And I'll come and fix you up like a handyman (another nod to his nickname 'The College Dropout')


But if you don't need a fix, girl, you gotta leave
But if you don't need my help, girl, you have to leave


You can't take that all at one time, ya gotta breathe
You can't handle all of that at once, you need to take a breather


And you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
And you say 'Chi-City' (Chicago, Kanye's hometown)


Y-Yeah, and you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Yeah, and you repeat 'Chi-City'


Uh-huh (uh-huh), and you say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Uh-huh, and you continue to repeat 'Chi-City'


Y-Yeah, you say "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
Yeah, you say 'Chi-City'


Uh-huh (uh-huh), you say, "Chi-"
Uh-huh, and you start to say 'Chi-'


Y-You say, "Ch-", Y-You say, "Chi-City" (Chi-City)
You begin to say 'Ch-' and then finish by repeating 'Chi-City'


Chi-city (Chi-City), Chi-City (Chi-City)
Chicago (Chi-City), Chicago (Chi-City)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: Brian Miller, Kanye Omari West

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