Aaron Rose, Domo Genesis - Break it Down lyrics

What connects the mind to
Re-design from the abdominal?
It's the soul, everything else isn't logical
Binding philosophical options to opticals
I plan to reap the food from niggas
Steal it while you driving through
So don't question what the crew can do
When you re-using shit like look
What my Hadouken do
You are just another character caught
Up in the fiction i Grant Hills
See who rev the engine like a piston
You could call me Muhammad 'cause
I lead my nation
My Islam is Brooklyn, my occupation
Is passing knowledge, titties
And stacking pocket savings
A nigga wish that Pac could save us
I guess I'm faced the
Situation with my hands up
Screaming "Fuck every copper thinking some
Lead will stop the prosper"
Tell 'em "Man up"
But, your commissioner really showing
No love though
'Cause of my melanin they treat
Me like a felon in-
-Carcerated, but I've never been a thug yo
I'm just known to break a leg
And then I break the skeleton
But on the scale to ten
I think break the Richter
Ain't nothing to stop my trigger
From killing coppers so mister
Please restrain from checking me
If Marley shot the sheriff then
I aim for deputies 'Til the tables turn and
You become the refugee
I'm returning culture 'til you see
'bout ten of me i know that you nervous
A black man who know what his worth is
I'm off the circuit's
From this American horror story
We in the circus
I found my purpose, fuck with a purpose
I'm focused align with stars
Mars is where my telescope is

Police to be stopped before it's too late
Desperado flow
Sending them shots from a leather case
Pure guitar funk, send you to sleep
I'll give in a ray push a play
I push for the same dude that you pushed away
It's Doms
Realest scripted in this storyboard
Bully niggas for their smorgasbord
Let it be cordial or we go to war
What you respect their orders for?
We kicking down waters 'til
They post the score
Rolling towards the solace you've
Been hoping for
I don't expect you to understand
We from different measures don't disrespect
Them small issues turn to big vendettas
They sensing threat
They tryna figure out my mental levels
Smart black man though my visuals
Just a bit disheveled
Just a victim of what your system made me
But mama taught me this resolve and I'll
Never let this system take me can't fake me
And if you don't feel me
Then you gotta hate me
But, I'm here and you gotta tolerate me
It's Doms