Breeze Brewin - 110 Percent lyrics

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Breeze Brewin - 110 Percent lyrics

[Intro:] Just to point out That probably 95 percent of people Miss the boat in life So here we go for your stereo [repeat x1] [Verse 1:][Breeze Brewin] I crossed 110th No slacking Wo-macking Like Bobby I be coming with strength I bust through Like something I must do Labor of love Me getting lustful f** it Like "What's new?" Ask after the 90 day Heinie wait Joint moving Point proven Time to skate On some straight insult to injury f**ing break a leg Be it kinfolk or enemy Imma make em beg Gotta let em know They ain't too proud Imma take you down a notch or so Like women that's giving they crotch For dough The movement's ill Big shoes to fill Like tryna be the next B To s** after Sasquatch Let's go I'm saying it's nothing Displaying my gumption I'm breaking the slump Like I'm taking a dump 'n' Crying bout the job hard Least you working Like crying over getting Mosgov'd til you're Perkins [Chorus:] I come to give it, uh 110 percent [repeat x2] Truly when I get bored I give it my heart I come to give it, uh 110 percent [repeat x2] Truly when I get bored I give it my heart, heart, heart, heart [Verse 2:][Homeboy Sandman] Trapped in the night of the dead living Cops act funny Frank Drebin Resident of times Where the congregation Having hard times Paying tithes Reverends have to smoke resin Heads be in the box No sh** Something like that flick 7even Take it from a cat Who didn't rap to "6' 7" Take it from a cat Who didn't kick no bars on "Otis" Take it from a guy Who doesn't ride scrotums If I spit em, I wrote em This is the life that I've chosen Cops yelling freeze I'm not running But i'm not frozen Unless somebody real's running Then I'm not voting Cats walk like it's the catwalk Sun I'm not voguing I'm known to keep a home base In each of five oceans Known to keep a stone face But I'm not Vulcan Only one I can't feel Is the fear emotion Make a cat sneer At the mere notion [Chorus] [Verse 3:][Kyle Rapps] [?] over 110 Can't hear nothing Over stomach grumbling Puff bragging Holdst up under dungeons Kids under 10 Smuggle gems The young men Pimp out they sisters Under mothers consent It goes another one Bring your friends Come again You want to overcome it Better go a hundred ten My gang sign Is the peace sign And my guns a pen When I buck I'm gonna buck trends That's where the buck spends Where your luck ends In a room full of enemies Now rap still among friends In a penitentiary i'm gonna jump fence I should change my name To what's next Cause I am Flow tighter that bu*t s** Yes i can [?] stay well fed n***a I'm gonna win JKLM I'm going in [Chorus]

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