"Breaker Breaker Remix" lyrics
"Breaker Breaker Remix"
(feat. GZA & Masta Killa)
Come and get some, you want none
Y'all niggas wanna bring it, get done
Flashback, '88 rag top Volvo
Was one court solo, slash for logos
Two hundred hyenas roam the arena
Scheming on a truck Chevy, quick to rush every
Criminal mental, satanic pen pal
Wild style on your wax for ten thou'
Most notable Hip-Hop Quotable
Seen many when only one got a show to do
Floor soaking wet with the drinks and dance sweat
Tell me which click got the deadliest handset
I make the mic pump, force make your feet stomp
Murderous beats move like rope for you to jump
In the two-inch, tighten with the Wu wrench
None qualifying ass-niggas be Jon Bentz
Spin the reel, 'nough vegetables on the grill
Got a deal, no return with the broke shield
Yo, breaker, breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all niggas wanna shine, get offline
Can't rhyme, get offline
Breaker, breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all niggas wanna shine, get offline
Yo, I use and abuse all groups and crews
I can't lose, straight up and down, I'm bad news
Like the bears, we folks come under the stairs
Pack a hair trigger, scared niggas don't dare
From the rear, I smash through like a John Deer
Plant a bomb in your ear then disappear
With the speed that'll reach Mach 5
Niggas pop jive, that's why they on the opposite side
Dick riders tryna make their way inside
Boy analyze, my camp be amplified
Certified live, right before your third-eye
Supply the mental high for the fiendish
Through the intervenus, see it like a widescreen zenith
Got sweetness, wanna show me her cleavage
Leave it to the specialist, leave your wig split
Leaving no witness, it's a mean business
We mean business, invest in cream
'Til my exit screen, I stay plottin' on my next scheme
Next scheme
Blessed with the art to pierce and shoot dart
I toke the bass, took your treble to the Rebel
Allah Just embraced his face with the metal
Danger, who opened the door to the chamber?
Let this nigga run out wild with the banger
Hip-hop socialize, inner pride
Snubs in the club, twenty wizzes
About three hundred niggas inching your square
Or could it be the armory?
Fifty-two low hand, touch the ground, strike his knee
Pass the heat to my man
Windmill backhand bust your nose gland, mic stand
Might crash a wild fan
The aqua City of Atlantis, mantis, flying locusts
Surround the oppose, a bomb only has one time to explode
I blow and break and quake your whole state
Throw the shit on DAT and make me a fucking tape
Breaker, breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all niggas wanna shine, get offline
Can't rhyme, get offline
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