Pull the plug and push on Open your eyes...Open your mouth... Open your ears...Don't hold yourself back Open up and release the fear Breakdown! Breakdown! Why don't you breakdown
miss my love [verse II] Kick it with ya friends (go) Go out with other chicks (go) Be all up in the mix (go) You got the right to do it You wanna be a pimp Be treated like a prince Go 'head
I just need this to be all right I can't feel this another night I can't take this I come unglued I might breakdown in front of you Necessary to medicate
had a breakdown from your (?) stretch, My ends said nigga slow down, but my head's stressed, I said yes, nigga slow now, need my head checked, Check back
hogs (Yes y'all) Walk the Doggs (yes y'all) Yiggy y'all Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it like this
Well, sweet a little sista's high in hell cheatin' on a halo Grind in a Odyssey Holocaust heart kick on tomorrow Breakdown agony I said ecstasy in overdrive
in Rome Blast the sucka then get home, breakdown Concussion to the skull Jugular severed chalk it up another 187, breakdown Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown, breakdown
And ya don't stop They say Uh and ya don't quit I got complexes Ya can't figure out My dad said "He's a bum, kick the nigger out" My head's fucked up
, 2, 3, 4 breakdown Early in the morning when I get outta bed I chop up some quarter pieces and get ready for my cluck heads I sell it all day baby,
breakdown in front of you Necessary to medicate I'm not sleeping, can't stay awake Can't see through this, too much pressure Drowning in this, too much pressure My head
style Knock more boots than that group H-Town (Booo!) Everybody tryina tell us to wait now You look dumb as fuck...Like Puffy in his video on that breakdown
at the head of a sucka, Crack home run. how did it feel to have the mic hit ya dome, son? Uh! I tried to make your head ring like a church bell. I
style of rap and without the kick It ain't nothin' homie, you be frontin' Rollin' down the 'Shaw and you think you be humpin' on laces? He look just like a lace head
Bones] Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it? Nod your head
' like hogs Yes, y'all, walk the Doggs, yes y'all, yiggy y'all Stay full of that gin and juice and have a ball I packs a strap, like that, I kicks it
Well I love these nervous breakdowns And I love these new skins And I love that you were brave enough To sleep with all my friends And I love these
destroy - Killing for self-defense In the ears of the wicked the truth is always heard It's the way of the tyrant to never keep his word Heading for a breakdown
