Break Yourself

作词:Spice 1

作曲:Spice 1,Ant Banks

所属专辑:Spice 1

标签: 英语 嘻哈 原创单曲


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Break Yourself - Spice 1

Aye yo Spice, all these rich motherf**kers keep going to

The record stores buyin' these fake ass raps,

You know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, yeah, I hear you byte all that fake shit

Niggas need to get up on the hardcore shit,

You know what I'm sayin'?

Ay, man, you still got the Ski mask and them gats

I'm ready to jack these motherf**kers, I'm ready to break this up

Yeah, f**k that, let's handle that business

Huh, yeah, we gotta flow sumptin' funky

Check it, Spice 1 is f**kin' it up upon the flow

And if you got the static motherf**ker we can go

My homie Ant Banks got the bass line thumpin'

Stop a nigga heart 'cause my mouth is a gauge pumpin'

Spice is on the one and Ant is on the two

But y'all don't kick it yet because a nigga just ain't trough

Comin' hard as f**k I be like acin' and I'm icin'

Steppin' into the ring f**kin' 'em up like Michael Tyson

Gimme all your cash 'cause I'm about to blast

And bust 50 bullets in your motherf**kin' ass

Niggas think I'm crazy 'cause I'm poppin' off at the mouth

And plus I had the chopper pointed at your damned house

My name is Spice 1, I be a vicious motherf**ker

Get you for a key and leave you lyin' in the gutter

And if you think its possible to harm 'em

I be stickin' my foot up in your ass like it was ?

So nigga brake yourself and buy the motherf**kin' tape

The beat'll f**k your ears like a statutory rape

Murderous nigga on the gangsta tip

So MC Ant cover me while I reload the motherf**kin' clip

And by the way if you want your life don't take yourself

Buy the dope ass record and brake yourself

Huh, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

Got MC Ant in the motherf**kin' house

He came to break these motherf**kers

Load the clip and handle your business, partner

A 'n' T is like a motherf**kin' pro in it

Niggas didn't know that I kick it funky and flow with it

Straight up out the O A K L A 'n' D

Coolin' all the bitches when I be on the late night tweak

Who's that on the corner be stoppin' and starin' to makin' 'em stutter

Was that MC Ant, the rip-a-rappin' motherf**ker

187 with the 211 and progress

So get out the shit break bitch because I'll just

Pistol whip your ass and slam the tape

I pop if you wanna brake and dump you off in the lake

Run if you dumb dick I'm quick to pop the clip

Slip if you wanna slip, I'm tough and won't even trip

Don't move and you won't get hurt

Take off your motherf**kin' clothes and put your face in the dirt

This is a genuine gank move, bitch

So give me your money and your jewels and make me rich

Another nigga might play it on a cool tip

But Ant and Spice won't be takin' no bullshit

Everything nigga, even your gold tooth

I knock the motherf**ker lose if you want prove

'Cause I'm down for the mail

And if it's worth the jail I'm out on bail

If it ain't given I'll straight up take your wealth

Tell a motherf**ker straight up brake yourself

Yeah, and that's how we run that shit on this motherf**kin' stage

Right now, you know what I'm sayin'?

Ay, Spice, I want you to step to 'em and kick it one more time

With that gangsta shit

It's like a G O, and I kick in a bankin' a motherf**ker

So stop at the red light and I just wanted a battle

Another rich ass nigga on a ego tip

Give up the Rolex watch ? bitch

And have ya both in the back of a black hearse

Bitch, if you want your life give me your f**kin' purse

This is a Halloween trick or treat

But if you trick you get beat shut up left dead in the street

'Cause 187 is runnin' shit up in the house

Down to shoot you in your motherf**kin' mouth

And MC Ant of O A K L A 'n' D

Is with the faculty and S P I see E

So put the goodies inside the bag

This ain't a lolly gag stick in my clip and raise him up out his jag

I let the motherf**kin' 9 click

Comin' at our dome kickin' funky gangsta shit

So nigga empty your pocket, pull out your bank roll

Try to be a hero and let us nut up your ass hole

'Cause Arnold Schwarzenegger just play parts

But I specialize in stoppin' nigga's hearts

187 is sendin' niggas to ghetto heaven

We beat the funk out your eardrums and keep it revvin'

So don't pound too hard and f**k up your health

And by the way drop the Abraham Lincolns and brake yourself


Motherf**ker you wanna spent that money on that bass hip

You wanna get the bomb, baby

Yeah, nigga brake yourself and get with the real shit

Yeah, nigga, MC Ant and Spice in the house

With Ant Banks on the tracks

Yeah, Ant Banks in the motherf**kin' house

187 motherf**ker

Goin' out to all you motherf**kers

We got the dope shit

Bustin' caps in your motherf**kin' eardrums

Straight jackin' it, I'm out