Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nervous Breakdown, artist - Polyrhythm Addicts. Album song Rhyme Related, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.05.2004
Record label: Nervous
Song language: English
Nervous Breakdown |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
Try to maintain my grip despite half-wits |
And idiots, wanna blow my top and go lunatic |
I’m in |
The pit with the lion, tigers, and bears and shit |
Gotta become equipped to fold your whole clique like |
Pocket knives |
Life is more than just existence |
Staying persistent when you lose vision, you’re locked |
In mental prison |
Head-on collision, Jeep-whipping |
Speed demon needing attention, losing |
Control, now your whip is bent around a pole, feeling |
Your soul rise from your body kind of cold |
Then you |
Change brains the same way you change lanes |
A thought stains, then it rains. |
We skid it |
We did to your hip, rapping like we’re fucking intricate and shit |
Megahertz, so you need to upgrade |
Your skills, so don’t get played like plaid or mad like |
When they owe you money and they can’t add |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
I’m kind |
Of vexed like I lost two fat checks |
Two rhyme books and a half-inch reel from Ampex |
It’s irreplaceable. |
Irresponsible, I’m irregular regularly |
The way I feel, I’ma commit a felony, yo |
Run up on a cat at the cash machine, make him |
See black, then I fill the scene with the cream |
What you mean? |
I get it all back, remember the facts |
In the books, notorious for the jux |
Fucking |
Crooks, them labels want to snatch me up and hand |
Me crumbs, numb to the fact I contain |
Fact—what's up with that? |
It’s up in the air like |
My hands, up in the air like my plans—understand? |
Damn, I had all I could |
Possibly stand, hanging on to |
My patience by the very last strand |
Very last strand |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
You’re a vegetable |
I don’t like your squad, squash ‘em |
Brainwash ‘em. |
I don’t like your beats, don’t like |
Okra. |
You’re corny, just mediocre |
You a joker, bluffing like poker |
Poked you in |
The eye and say, «I sorry,» but I meant |
To do it |
You deserve it, make me nervous |
So I break it down before you take me down |
Take ‘em down like a memorandum. |
I take a seat |
Because I can’t stand y’all |
Get up, stand up |
For your rights ‘cause these labels try to push you on a fly |
By night, try to snatch your loot if your eyes ain’t |
Focused, pimp your crew and leave your whole team |
Nervous |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, boy. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
We’re breaking you down, girl. |
Breaking you down |
Breaking you down, breaking you down |
Breaking you down, breaking you down |
Breaking you down, breaking you down |
Breaking you down, breaking you down |