Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'mma Break It Down, artist - Eazy-E. Album song Eazy-Duz- It/5150 Home 4 Tha Sick (World), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.09.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tracks 1-12
Song language: English
I'mma Break It Down |
My eternal jam is the juice of the radio |
Takin' out profanity so they can play it though |
Listen to a hell of a kick and the hi-hat |
Going to the record store say ya gonna buy that |
The E is connected to the A and the Z ya say Y |
So that’s how the beats stack it up on material made of hits |
Takin' my time of Eastline to make sure it fit |
Push play on the instrumental thats recorded |
Step on stage and I’m suddenly awarded |
Some sort of trophy like a plaque |
And some hell of a scream from the girls in the back |
Takin' a bow 'cause I got style |
Never at the bottom of the ways on the top of the pile |
Yo it’s Eazy on top even though I’m short |
Guarenteed to help when I walk on the court |
So get up make some noise for the gangsta clap |
Don’t attempt the laugh I’m not a pranksta |
I’m serious create sounds so quit playin' around |
'Cause I’ma break it down |
Last time I was takin' my time with this |
But other suckas were makin' a rhyme with this |
I had to change the tempo or make it hyper |
But they was rotten, I was gettin' riper |
Ready to go, like never before |
Givin' you more because I’m ready to score |
Ren is my buddy you can tell I said often |
Helpin' me destroy the suckas that soften |
Curin' diseases, my rhyme pleases, throw it a key |
Balls havin' seasons, this is a doctrine |
And I’m locked in, and I made up my mind |
And I think I’m gonna rock then |
You got bitches chill and I’ma push ya |
To freeze after I’ll cut ya 'cause I’ma butcher |
And say ya have pricin' and then out ya go |
'Cause a percentage on pork bellies are very low |
Messin' with a gun but once ya get hurt |
Like a said before ya get rushed to the dirt |
I’m not a lawman, but I’ma raw man |
But ya the dopest one I ever saw man |
I keep droppin' it pound for pound |
And when I’m on the mic I always throw down |
To keep y’all dancin' to my funky sound |
So listen up, 'cause I’ma break it down |
Now look at me and not the poster |
And you could see right off I got the most of |
The talent, experience or a trade |
And compliments for the rhyme that’s made |
Talks over today if this one so |
Pick another artist and dis one |
I got the ballet of the chosen vote |
'Cause I don’t need water to clear my throat |
Comin' from the rain the show is like dancin' |
Nasty like and the girls are like glancin' |
Wantin' to get wit me this routine |
Keepin' it sprung still stayin' mean |
Can ya dis this man I don’t think so |
Once I start writin' the way I let the ink go |
Comin' out with songs like hit after hit |
'Cause this is legit and yours ain’t shit |
Makin' it sound so dope 'cause I’m a genius |
But your amazed with ya happy to see this |
Brother go crazy on wax |
Flowin' away like if I was on a sax |
Doin' a solo in the shade, I’m a spotlight |
Relax and chill while your uptight |
Pumpin' up the funky sounds |
Yo, you should know it’s kinda persist |
That the E is gonna break it down |