Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Breakdown , by - Joydrop. Release date: 08.02.1999
Song language: English
Breakdown |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard to swallow |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard |
| Broke out from the chains of stain |
| Losin' all control |
| Being hung from my veins |
| Look into my face |
| Tell me what you see |
| A man who’s made mistakes or a human disgrace |
| Emotionally bankrupt and physically corrupt |
| Weight upon my head is like a ten ton dump truck |
| Public humiliations, mental assassination |
| Losin all control of my mental life sensation |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard to swallow |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard |
| Hey no fuck that I’m being mobbed by the pressure of the rat race |
| Rather spit on my face than speak my mind put behind by appression |
| Only microphone can aleve me from the stress |
| Fear it, dont want to hear it transmit the lyric |
| To take you inside and make you fuse to your spirit |
| Hopefully you can see that you can rise above |
| If you can’t you’s a buster and you get no love, cuz! |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard to swallow |
| Rape my soul |
| Sometimes the truth can be too hard |
| This is how it sounds, sounds |
| This is how it sounds, when it all breaks down |
| Decompression try absorb my life lesson |
| Try rip the system that keeps my head stessing |
| Getting frantic from transatlantic |
| To Trans Euro I express Buddha blessed |
| Transcend the stress of all that other shit |
| Fuck the government, heed the profit |
| This is how it all goes down so watch me drop this kid |
| This is how you fuckin' give me thanks |
| My fingers on the trigger hollow tip point blank |
| This is how it sounds, sounds |
| This is how it sounds, when it all breaks down |
| All let masses who can hear me |
| Know that with no hope and Babylon |
| Force feeding information down your throat |
| I close my eyes and clench my fist |
| Because it’s hard to cope when walking down the path of good is like tight rope |
| This is how it sounds, sounds |
| This is how it sounds, when it all breaks down |
| When it all goes down, when it all breaks down |
| When it all goes down… |