歌曲 | Break It Down |
歌手 | Hopsin |
专辑 | Gazing At The Moonlight |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lets Go [Chorus (X2)] | |
Break it down (down down down down…) | |
Gotta get up (get up), say what | |
Get up (get up), say what | |
Now may I kick a flow for y'all | |
That's slow and raw | |
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off | |
But first, | |
I'd like to give a little toast to all | |
Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee) | |
Back to my original topic | |
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with | |
Hopsin On that real rap shit man forget the imposters | |
Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) | |
Mission accomplished | |
Now I'mma make them regret this shit | |
Bringing back all the elements | |
Making these fellas swell up | |
And tell them that fucking hell is hit | |
I got to focus though | |
And come down on all my zoning's yo | |
Because I'm prone to blow | |
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes | |
I told you folks that it's over | |
So go and roll up your soldiers | |
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus | |
I'm so ferocious | |
I had the potion but no one noticed | |
And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is [Chorus (X2)] | |
I'd like to bust another verse if | |
I may The mess | |
I made, make rappers want to catch my fade | |
I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain | |
So don't be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne | |
It's like | |
I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em | |
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him | |
I toast em, bury them in an oasis | |
Then write a book about it like | |
OJ did (stupid stupid) | |
I'm that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to | |
With a middle finger in the sky screaming “ | |
Fuck school†| |
You don't want your child bumping | |
Hop? Nigga fuck you | |
Who's a better dad? | |
You or me? | |
Let your son choose | |
Girl, why you acting so passionate? | |
You smiling at me like | |
I was attracted to fat women | |
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt | |
Come to think about it, never mind | |
I could use a nut [Chorus (X2)] | |
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops | |
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do | |
I ain't got to fuck with all the high tech shit | |
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit | |
I guess it's how | |
I was raised, and now | |
I get paid | |
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day | |
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me | |
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely | |
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots | |
In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage | |
Assassin who has a passion | |
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em | |
Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina | |
I seem to be the most heated speaker | |
I'll defeat your leader | |
Freak your diva then freaking leave her | |
Hopsin, he a demon | |
Y'all knowing he a beast (what!) | |
How the fuck am | |
I supposed to act? | |
The west coast is back! [Chorus (X2)] |
Lets Go Chorus X2 | |
Break it down down down down down | |
Gotta get up get up, say what | |
Get up get up, say what | |
Now may I kick a flow for y' all | |
That' s slow and raw | |
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off | |
But first, | |
I' d like to give a little toast to all | |
Who' s souls was lost up in the rap flows in all gee | |
Back to my original topic | |
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with | |
Hopsin On that real rap shit man forget the imposters | |
Y' all destroyed hip hop good | |
Mission accomplished | |
Now I' mma make them regret this shit | |
Bringing back all the elements | |
Making these fellas swell up | |
And tell them that fucking hell is hit | |
I got to focus though | |
And come down on all my zoning' s yo | |
Because I' m prone to blow | |
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes | |
I told you folks that it' s over | |
So go and roll up your soldiers | |
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus | |
I' m so ferocious | |
I had the potion but no one noticed | |
And now I' m about to blow up even bigger than my nose is Chorus X2 | |
I' d like to bust another verse if | |
I may The mess | |
I made, make rappers want to catch my fade | |
I' m just not sane, all y' all affect my brain | |
So don' t be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne | |
It' s like | |
I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em | |
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him | |
I toast em, bury them in an oasis | |
Then write a book about it like | |
OJ did stupid stupid | |
I' m that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to | |
With a middle finger in the sky screaming | |
Fuck school | |
You don' t want your child bumping | |
Hop? Nigga fuck you | |
Who' s a better dad? | |
You or me? | |
Let your son choose | |
Girl, why you acting so passionate? | |
You smiling at me like | |
I was attracted to fat women | |
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt | |
Come to think about it, never mind | |
I could use a nut Chorus X2 | |
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops | |
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do | |
I ain' t got to fuck with all the high tech shit | |
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit | |
I guess it' s how | |
I was raised, and now | |
I get paid | |
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day | |
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me | |
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely | |
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots | |
In fact I' m a dashing rapping savage | |
Assassin who has a passion | |
To just see ' em, read ' em, eat em | |
Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina | |
I seem to be the most heated speaker | |
I' ll defeat your leader | |
Freak your diva then freaking leave her | |
Hopsin, he a demon | |
Y' all knowing he a beast what! | |
How the fuck am | |
I supposed to act? | |
The west coast is back! Chorus X2 |
Lets Go Chorus X2 | |
Break it down down down down down | |
Gotta get up get up, say what | |
Get up get up, say what | |
Now may I kick a flow for y' all | |
That' s slow and raw | |
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off | |
But first, | |
I' d like to give a little toast to all | |
Who' s souls was lost up in the rap flows in all gee | |
Back to my original topic | |
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with | |
Hopsin On that real rap shit man forget the imposters | |
Y' all destroyed hip hop good | |
Mission accomplished | |
Now I' mma make them regret this shit | |
Bringing back all the elements | |
Making these fellas swell up | |
And tell them that fucking hell is hit | |
I got to focus though | |
And come down on all my zoning' s yo | |
Because I' m prone to blow | |
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes | |
I told you folks that it' s over | |
So go and roll up your soldiers | |
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus | |
I' m so ferocious | |
I had the potion but no one noticed | |
And now I' m about to blow up even bigger than my nose is Chorus X2 | |
I' d like to bust another verse if | |
I may The mess | |
I made, make rappers want to catch my fade | |
I' m just not sane, all y' all affect my brain | |
So don' t be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne | |
It' s like | |
I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em | |
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him | |
I toast em, bury them in an oasis | |
Then write a book about it like | |
OJ did stupid stupid | |
I' m that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to | |
With a middle finger in the sky screaming | |
Fuck school | |
You don' t want your child bumping | |
Hop? Nigga fuck you | |
Who' s a better dad? | |
You or me? | |
Let your son choose | |
Girl, why you acting so passionate? | |
You smiling at me like | |
I was attracted to fat women | |
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt | |
Come to think about it, never mind | |
I could use a nut Chorus X2 | |
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops | |
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do | |
I ain' t got to fuck with all the high tech shit | |
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit | |
I guess it' s how | |
I was raised, and now | |
I get paid | |
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day | |
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me | |
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely | |
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots | |
In fact I' m a dashing rapping savage | |
Assassin who has a passion | |
To just see ' em, read ' em, eat em | |
Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina | |
I seem to be the most heated speaker | |
I' ll defeat your leader | |
Freak your diva then freaking leave her | |
Hopsin, he a demon | |
Y' all knowing he a beast what! | |
How the fuck am | |
I supposed to act? | |
The west coast is back! Chorus X2 |