Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Break Yoself 2, artist - Nell. Date of issue: 15.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Break Yoself 2 |
| MIA to NYC make 24k when I breathe |
| '94 mentality the Machiavelli prodigy |
| Funk beatin' out the trunk, travels through my arteries |
| Third eye open scopin' the block pop poppin' the Glock |
| Comin' off of the holster |
| Leanin' on that easter pink, Alize and Hennessy |
| Hear no evil as I speak, all black coat on when I creep |
| Medicated, alter-ego, smoker 'till I can not see |
| This life’s a curse 'cause jails and hearses causes grey anatomy |
| Welcome to my trilogy, legal, lethal, killing spree |
| Kill the beat like Killa P, I’m Ethel like X in his P-R-I-M-Straight to the-E |
| I’m yet to see one real as me |
| Your end is me, you fucked with me, your consequence is D-I-E |
| Murderous maniac, mentally levitate, beats I assassinate |
| Never procrastinate, hate and not elevate, levels to gravitate |
| Burnin' that dank to climb in the rank |
| Now give respect or hit the deck, my set known for catchin' wreck |
| New era my intellect, so bow down to the ultimate |
| '94 Mentality, now these niggas mad at me |
| Break yoself, break-break yoself, ridin' with that pistol grip |
| Push a motherfucker cause I don’t give a damn what you think |
| Bitch I make you lay down with my strap |
| Studio gangsters, nothin' but pranksters, start a beef |
| And don’t know how to react |
| Me; |
| I step back hold strap from my lap |
| And be clappin' at be makin' a scene |
| No place to hide when I pull up, drive by especially if I’m equipped with that |
| beam |
| Kill with we take off with his head |
| But we let him keep his neck and the rest of his teeth |
| Name another nigga that want it with me |
| Don’t make me cut off your family tree |
| Nigga’s irrelevant, I keep banana clip, just in case a monkey Bitch tryna swing |
| can’t cop a plea, jump in the |
| I’m real and you obsolete, motives on the street |
| Get bucked and come march with me |
| Turnt up we gone start a riot, smoked out just on autopilot |
| Fee-Fi-Fo my flow so giant, ecstatic styles in my ions |
| Mystical mischief, horrific instinct |
| Rated R ritual blood on the street, retro reapers ride for me |
| If you don’t comply you sleep |
| Inspire my entity to bring you to reality |
| Fake nigga fatality, please don’t test my accuracy |
| Real niggas surrounding me, we’ll kill you for eternity |
| '94 Mentality, now these niggas mad at me |
| Break yoself, break-break yoself, ridin' with that pistol grip |