Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Break the Building, artist - Serge.
Date of issue: 30.09.2013
Song language: English
Break the Building |
Hats up in the building |
Hats up in the building |
Royal… Flush… |
Got my face to the ground |
Hands to the heavens |
In the sky, arms like elevens |
I don’t know, if you got that feelin' |
Like you, like you |
About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up! |
I still go cray, I still go nuts |
I still turn up! |
Boy, I spaz! |
Ain’t nothin changed but the clock on the wall |
Still want them all? |
Come and meet my dad |
Still want them all? |
Come and meet my God |
Still got that urgency in my soul |
Still got the fire burning for the Gospel message to penetrate the whole globe! |
Ah! |
This is the reason I stepin' to fools! |
To tell you truth it is deeper than art |
The way that I see it is deeper than rap |
The reason I snap, I speak to the heart |
God’s saving grace, you know he done it |
Come face to face I know he got it |
Got my face to the ground |
Hands to the heavens |
In the sky, arms like elevens |
I don’t know, if you got that feelin' |
Like you, like you |
About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up! |
You see? |
He’s the reason I do it |
Cause ain’t nobody else out there then done it |
(then put) my punishment on his back |
(took back) For the team that kept it one hunned |
Can anbody tell me how they gonna get it |
Its the ones ready that won’t even go |
Girl, you got it, but won’t tell anybody, |
yell everbody, but you never about to do a reproach |
(deal with it) |
Let me ask you this? |
Do you show up where the action is? |
We’re actively, trapped in the back and where accurate facts and the pack of |
the blasphemous |
Its obvious I’m not a pacifist, a Fascist, I’ve never been |
But I stay clothed in righteousness, and then like fashion, I want to match him |
(he just like) Where that cross at? |
I want to pick up mine |
Shout out to those who don’t use the bible |
In their lives as a pick up line |
Kudosss! |
Yeah, whent its time, People ain’t tryin' to read minds (Na) |
So I let them see what I’m saying |
(like what?) Like a picket sign |
Got my face to the ground |
Hands to the heavens |
In the sky, arms like elevens |
I don’t know, if you got that feelin' |
Like you, like you |
About to Br-br-br-Break the building, turn up! |
Like I’m bout to break the buildin' boy |