Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Break It Down , by - Aaron Rose. Release date: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Break It Down |
| What connects the mind to re-design from the abdominal? |
| It’s the soul, everything else isn’t logical |
| Binding philosophical options to opticals |
| I plan to reap the food from niggas, steal it while you driving through |
| So don’t question what the crew can do |
| When you re-using shit like look what my Hadouken do |
| You are just another character caught up in the fiction |
| I Grant Hills, see who rev the engine like a piston |
| You could call me Muhammad 'cause I lead my nation |
| My Islam is Brooklyn, my occupation |
| Is passing knowledge, titties, and stacking pocket savings |
| A nigga wish that Pac could save us |
| I guess I’m faced the, situation with my hands up |
| Screaming «Fuck every copper thinking some lead will stop the prosper», |
| tell 'em «Man up» |
| But your commissioner really showing no love though |
| 'Cause of my melanin they treat me like a felon in- |
| -Carcerated, but I’ve never been a thug yo |
| I’m just known to break a leg and then I break the skeleton |
| But on the scale to ten, I think break the Richter |
| Ain’t nothing to stop my trigger from killing coppers so mister |
| Please restrain from checking me |
| If Marley shot the sheriff then I aim for deputies |
| 'Til the tables turn and you become the refugee |
| I’m returning culture 'til you see 'bout ten of me |
| I know that you nervous |
| A black man who know what his worth is, I’m off the circuits |
| From this American horror story, we in the circus |
| I found my purpose, fuck with a purpose, I’m focused |
| Align with stars, Mars is where my telescope is |
| Police to be stopped before it’s too late |
| Desperado flow, sending them shots from a leather case |
| Pure guitar funk, send you to sleep, I’ll give in a ray |
| Push a play, I push for the same dude that you pushed away |
| It’s Doms, realest scripted in this storyboard |
| Bully niggas for their smorgasbord |
| Let it be cordial or we go to war |
| What you respect their orders for? |
| We kicking down waters 'til they post the score |
| Rolling towards the solace you’ve been hoping for |
| I don’t expect you to understand, we from different measures |
| Don’t disrespect, them small issues turn to big vendettas |
| They sensing threat, they tryna figure out my mental levels |
| Smart black man though my visuals just a bit disheveled |
| Just a victim of what your system made me |
| But mama taught me this resolve and I’ll never let this system take me |
| Can’t fake me, and if you don’t feel me then you gotta hate me |
| But I’m here and you gotta tolerate me |
| It’s Doms |