Testo Break Em Off - MF Grimm
Testo della canzone Break Em Off (MF Grimm), tratta dall'album The Downfall of Ibliys: a ghetto opera
May I kick a little something?
To show niggas I can flow and get the party pumping
May I kick a little something?
What you gonna break 'em off, Grim? A little something?
Day by day drama
Cats dream about gatting Manhattan Dalai Lama
Golden light armor
Pray rain, retreat, become calmer
One time to blow, mad flow, Unabomber
Almost died having me, thank you to my mama
She named me Percy Carey, that's universal
Known for showing love and busting pistols
Street affiliated, graduated, play with plastic
Explosions exact, in fact, more drastic
Impact, crack, scrambled eggs made with autos
Richter scale seven, highway heaven
News at eleven
Film shows you and your crew all deaded
Hard like pork rinds, remote switches
Security minds on bitches
Wearing your shoes and spending your riches
Save my life? Those are dead man wishes
Take my life? Sleep with the fishes
Luca Brasi, track bassy
Cripple devil, verbal levels Kevin Spacey
Retire, emulator
Flow like water, spit fire
Cough smoke, purple hazing
View half dead, but half man, half amazing
Um, they hope Perce disperse
Got 'em rewriting rhymes, ripping up they verse
Cursing, cause his whole crew head bopping
Catching attitudes 'cause niggas ain't stopping
You shocked? Fuck you expect? Grim's rocking
Manhattan keep on making it, got bitches shaking it
Money in circles, 360 raking it
U-N-I verse, in God we trust
Drive-bys in traffic, high when I bust
Suppressor on nozzle, no one hear us
I love those who sleep and don't fear us
Left dead at the light, slumped to the right
Morgue we go, you checking in tonight
Family stressed out, loved ones tight
Going back to Cali to take this flight
Love the Big Apple, I'ma take a bite
Day by day, for my life I fight
To God I pray that someone might
Hear my skills, hit me with mills and
Pay my bills so I don't kill
Sitting in prison or facing life
Change the game, snitches live so trife
Judge acting like I just fucked his wife
In his bed and drank his wine
And she gave me head, so he's giving me time
Inside a year of going out my mind
Bouncing off brick walls, sun don't shine
Push-ups and chest help me unwind
'Cause I'm in a bind and I can't rewind
So I hit fast forward, hope I get signed
A friendly game of baseball, home run denied
Said my bat had too much tar from pine
Tapped umpire, jaw gave me a fine
Thirty days in the hole, in the dark I dine
Dreams of being free and go claim what's mine
Dreams of being free and go claim what's mine
May I kick a little something?
To show niggas I can flow and get the party pumping
May I kick a little something?
What you gonna break 'em off, Grim? A little something?
May I kick a little something?
To show niggas I can flow and get the party pumping
May I kick a little something?
What you gonna break 'em off, Grim? A little something?
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Writer(s): Percy L Carey
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