N3ll - Break YoSelf lyrics

N3ll - Break YoSelf [INTRO] Klan....Bounce.....You know what the f** it is, 94 mentality, now these n***as mad at me......bounce [Verse 1: N3ll] These n***as be clutchin, they postin the block, and be scared to pop Drop another brother mother f** a blackland We the south, tell me you bout it, I really doubt it Shooters run up to keep me out the violence n***as be prowlin, you ain't even a component, opponents deceise every moment So break yoself claimin you want it, you runnin up on it You stuck up, you chicken, you boneless See really ain't holy, rest in peace pj my n***a, you really ain't know him You really ain't growin, smokin that ganja my n***a, you really ain't blowin My n***as be totin, n***a you left and you hit So get labled a snitch and you dumped in a ditch You like a b**h Break yoself claiming you eatin I shouldn't give a sh** n***a betta duck, drunk and he dont give a f** Clutchin and ready to bust, he never did trust That n***a, done dissed and got rushed, he felt like he set that sh** up Now if you trynna buck, hittin the gate and got stuck Where safe till that n***a ran up And snitched on his plug, got stuffed and drugged through the mud Left in a tub full of blood These n***as dont tell, f** up and tell on your self You look like that n***a dat never sat up in a jail Dem n***as so body frail, betta break yo self I take yo health, gotta make this wealth Quick wit it, n***as can't get wit it Smokin and chokin exposin them ba*tards I don't give a f** and what These n***as gone hate and these b**hes they're nuts [Verse 2: Denzel Curry] Living existences, personal prescription You sippin this lean just to get you high Stick in the air, aim at me if you dare Ignorance is a bliss so I'm hopin you die n***as is n***as, so n***as have moments, and ended up leaving the synthesis Total disaster, they'll k** if they have to with bullets and mayhem And k**in a b**h, Wasted in miami, where sh** is uncanny I'm hopin I'm livin past 21, Where is the drop, get the Glock and I pop And the lean and gettin that n***a and gun Consequence, consequence having no consciences Leaving yo blood on the f**in floor This is reality makin no gratisy n***a it's Curry so open the door [Verse 3: Rell] Cruisin' round' in that black splat, with a mac ten got a hundred rounds attached Run up on him with the funk and lay his a** flat Talkin' stupid make them choppas go brapp brapp haaa Young a** n***a chasin' scrilla get dat, pump to your gum Make your f**in face go numb, f** n***a you don't want no beef f** n***a you don't want no beef, any n***a wanna get it He can get it black stick put that sh** to his mothaf**in' fitted And I ain't playin witcha', my n***as' come getcha', take a hundred rounds with ya We blow on that dank, f** n***a get stank, put that sh** to his face And blow out his brains, n***a you witnessin' real, put him in the field I bet he get k**ed, that n***a never kept it real, he script when he hit He got 15 years, p**y n***a remember I got yo address And I know where yo mama live, put a real n***a off in the field An' all he know is k**, k** [Verse 4: Willo] This the real deal, b**h I bet you feel trill Off in this thang from the south watch yo mouth cuz what we spit is k**, ill Dade County 305 what you know about it ho? In this thang we gettin change And we just gettin rowdy yo, trunk music thump you better bump, toot it once As you is, n***a we off in the business, we gettin the chiznits Cuz we got to eat, you n***as can't get with me, I'm sickedly Spittin this sh** so quickedly, they can't get with me this is the Recognize how we just apply this sh** with a vibe and we gettin live And you b**hes is about to cry