Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Break Yourself, artist - Spice 1. Album song Let It Be Known, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.01.1991
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Thug World
Song language: English
Break Yourself |
Aiyyo spice all these rich motherfuckers keep going to The record stores buyin these fake ass raps |
You know what Im sayin? |
Yeah, yeah |
I hear you byte all that fake shit |
Niggas need to get up on the hardcore shit |
You know what Im sayin? |
Ay, man, you still got the ski mask and them gats |
Im ready to jack these motherfuckers |
Im ready to break this up Yeah, fuck that |
Lets handle that business |
Huh, yeah |
We gotta flow sumptin funky |
Check it Spice 1 is fuckin it up upon the flow |
And if you got the static motherfucker we can go My homie ant banks got the bass line thumpin |
Stop a nigga heart cause my mouth is a guage pumpin |
Spice is on the one and ant is on the two |
But yall dont kick it yet because a nigga just aint trough |
Comin hard as fuck I be like acin and Im icin |
Steppin into the ring fuckin em up like michael tyson |
Gimme all your cash |
Cause Im about to blast |
And bust 50 bullets in your motherfuckin ass |
Niggas think Im crazy cause Im poppin off at the mouth |
And plus I had the chopper pointed at your damned house |
My name is spice 1 I be a vicious motherfucker |
Get you for a key and leave you lyin in the gutter |
And if you think its possible to harm em I be stickin my foot up in your ass like it was |
So nigga brake yourself and buy the motherfuckin tape |
The beatll fuck your ears like a statuatory rape |
Murderous nigga on the gangsta tip |
So mc ant cover me while I reload the motherfuckin clip |
And by the way if you want your life dont take yourself |
Buy the dope ass record and brake yourself |
Huh, yeah |
You know what Im sayin? |
Got mc ant in the motherfuckin house |
He came to break these motherfuckers |
Load the clip and handle your business partner |
A-n-t is like a motherfuckin pro in it Niggas didnt know that I kick it funky and flow wit it Straight up out the o-k-l-a-n-d |
Coolin all the bitches when I be on the late night tweak |
Whos that on the corner be stoppin and starin to makin em stutter |
Was that mc ant the rip-a-rappin motherfucker |
187 with the 211 and progress |
So get out the shit break bitch because Ill just |
Pistol whip your ass and slam the tape |
I pop if you wanna brake and dump you off in the lake |
Run if you dumb dick Im quick to pop the clip |
Slip if you wanna slip, Im tough and wont even trip |
Dont move and you wont get hurt |
Take off your motherfuckin clothes and put your face in the dirt |
This is a genuine gank move bitch |
So give me your money and your jewels and make me rich |
Another nigga might play it on a cool tip |
But ant and spice wont be takin no bullshit |
Everything nigga even your gold tooth |
I knock the motherfucker lose if you want prove |
Cause Im down for the mail |
And if its worth the jail Im out on bail |
If it aint given Ill straight up take your wealth |
Tell a motherfucker straight up brake yourself |
Yeah |
And thats how we run that shit on this motherfuckin stage right now |
You know what Im sayin? |
Ay, spice |
I want you to step to em and kick it one more time |
With that gangsta shit |
Check it Its like a g-o, and I kick in a bankin a motherfucker |
So stop at the red light and I just wanted a battle |
Another rich ass nigga on a ego tip |
Give up the rolex watch bitch |
And have ya both in the back of a black hearse |
Bitch if you want your life give me your fuckin purse |
This is a halloween trick or treat |
But if you trick you get beat shut up left dead in the street |
Cause 187 is runnin shit up in the house |
Down to shoot you in your motherfuckin mouth |
And mc ant of o-a-k-l-a-n-d |
Is with the faculty and s-p-i-c-e |
So put the goodies inside the bag |
This aint a lolly gag stick in my clip and raise him up out his jag |
I let the motherfuckin 9 click |
Comin at our dome kickin funky gangsta shit |
So nigga empty your pocket pull out your bank roll |
Try to be a hero and let us nut up your ass hole |
Cause arnold schwarzenegger just play parts |
But I specialize in stoppin niggas hearts |
187 is sendin niggas to ghetto heaven |
We beat the funk out your eardrums and keep it revin |
So dont pound too hard and fuck up your health |
And by the way drop the abraham lincolns and brake yourself |
Yeah |
Motherfucker you wanna spent that money on that bass hip |
You wanna get the bomb baby |
Yeah, nigga brake yourself and get with the real shit |
Yeah, nigga, mc ant and spice in the house |
With ant banks on the tracks |
Yeah, ant banks in the motherfuckin house |
187 motherfucker |
Goin out to all you motherfuckers |
We got the dope shit |
Bustin caps in your motherfuckin eardrums |
Straight jackin it, Im out |