เนื้อเพลง Break It Down - Hopsin

Let's Go

[Chorus: x2]
Break It Down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what

Now may I kick a flow for y'all
That's slow and raw
For n*ggas who thinking the west coast fell off
But first, I'd like to give a little toast to all
Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
Back to my original topic
F*ck the bullsh*t you should be getting with Hopsin
On that real rap sh*t man forget the imposters
Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished
Now I'm a make them regret this sh*t
Bringing back all the elements
Making these fellas swell up
And tell them that f*cking hell is hit
I got to focus though
And come down on all my zoning's yo
Because I'm prone to blow
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
I told you folks that it's over
So go and roll up your soldiers
And be out this b*tch like hocus pocus
I'm so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed
And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is

[Chorus x2]

I'd like to bust another verse if I may
The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain
So don't be tryna run up puttin me in headlocks mayne
It's like I pin em like a poster, get em and ya roast em
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him
I toast em, bury them in an oasis
Then write a book on how I did it like OJ did (stupid stupid)
I'm that new n*gga all the kids gonna look up to
With a middle finger in the sky screaming "F*ck school"
You don't want your child bumping Hop? N*gga f*ck you
Who's a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose
Girl, why you acting so passionate?
You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women
Sh*t, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big b*tt
Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut

[Chorus x2]

Still the same n*gga, still using fruity loops
Play this sh*t up in the club, watch what her booty do
I ain't got to f*ck with all the high tech sh*t
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I guess it's how I was raised, and now I get paid
To go and write some bullsh*t a couple hours a day
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
My message is deeper than this sh*t if you listen closely
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage
Assassin who has a passion
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em
Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina
I seem to be the most heated speaker
I'll defeat your leader
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Y'all knowing he a beast (what!)
How the f*ck am I supposed to act?
The west coast is back!

[Chorus x2]