Mathematics, Ol’ Dirty Bastard, U-God, Masta Killa - Break That lyrics
[Mathematics, Ol’ Dirty Bastard, U-God, Masta Killa - Break That lyrics]
Ol' Dirty kickin' your ass
The things that you learnt in class, is trash
You can't do nothing with it
I put you in the past
The pilgrim muthafuckas - shut the fuck up!
I do it to you bad luck, the hair get plucked
The only thing on your brain is
To give me this cash
And stay out of business
Cuz I'm takin' your cash
This world belong to me, none of y'all free
I got y'all in - slavery
The habit of breathing, the hope to find
That you're misbehaving, Link your Cuban
Fuck your booing, flash the burners
On your crewing, cuz I'm much different from
The other MC's, I got the amazing ability
I get on the mic, so you can have a ball
(break that break) i can fly through the air
And stick to the wall
I can take a punch, or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact
That's what I won't talk about
How I'm going outer space
Just to be in the house
How I'm going outer space
- - be in the house
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
I'm that mic enhancer, the beat programmer
When Ason Unique speak, he throw hammers
And we go bananas over old school breaks
I take an old school loop and
Break it on yo face
I start from a clean slate
Bang you on the waistline
Deep Space Nine, Math smash the bass line
I break spines, til they fraction or splinter
I want Michael Jackson money
Just a fraction of Thriller
Deep in, the laboratory
Manufacture the Zilla
Cock, notch category, capture the realer
We the ex-drug dealers
Still serving them fiends
With TV's in the car
The size of movie screens
You know the routine, give 'em what they need
That disco shit, satisfaction guaranteed
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Yeah, 1-2-3, microphone check
In the place to be, as you can see
This is Wu Tang Clan guest starring MC
With no harm intended, nobody offended
Carry on with the social
Nothing but a party tonight
Special invite, ladies free before midnight
We lock the club down
Clash sound hear the guns pop
See DJ's spin, counter clock, keep gridlocked
Line around the block, women by the flock
Wanna party with the great, I reap Jamel
Ring bells throughout the state
Diggin' in the crates, for the old school
Remix, nice it up for the people
Ladies want the hardest stiff
To spread eagle
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
The things that you learnt in class, is trash
You can't do nothing with it
I put you in the past
The pilgrim muthafuckas - shut the fuck up!
I do it to you bad luck, the hair get plucked
The only thing on your brain is
To give me this cash
And stay out of business
Cuz I'm takin' your cash
This world belong to me, none of y'all free
I got y'all in - slavery
The habit of breathing, the hope to find
That you're misbehaving, Link your Cuban
Fuck your booing, flash the burners
On your crewing, cuz I'm much different from
The other MC's, I got the amazing ability
I get on the mic, so you can have a ball
(break that break) i can fly through the air
And stick to the wall
I can take a punch, or get hit by a car
Could go to the nearest or farthest star
As a matter of fact
That's what I won't talk about
How I'm going outer space
Just to be in the house
How I'm going outer space
- - be in the house
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
I'm that mic enhancer, the beat programmer
When Ason Unique speak, he throw hammers
And we go bananas over old school breaks
I take an old school loop and
Break it on yo face
I start from a clean slate
Bang you on the waistline
Deep Space Nine, Math smash the bass line
I break spines, til they fraction or splinter
I want Michael Jackson money
Just a fraction of Thriller
Deep in, the laboratory
Manufacture the Zilla
Cock, notch category, capture the realer
We the ex-drug dealers
Still serving them fiends
With TV's in the car
The size of movie screens
You know the routine, give 'em what they need
That disco shit, satisfaction guaranteed
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Yeah, 1-2-3, microphone check
In the place to be, as you can see
This is Wu Tang Clan guest starring MC
With no harm intended, nobody offended
Carry on with the social
Nothing but a party tonight
Special invite, ladies free before midnight
We lock the club down
Clash sound hear the guns pop
See DJ's spin, counter clock, keep gridlocked
Line around the block, women by the flock
Wanna party with the great, I reap Jamel
Ring bells throughout the state
Diggin' in the crates, for the old school
Remix, nice it up for the people
Ladies want the hardest stiff
To spread eagle
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
Break that break (nah nah nah nah)
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Break that break (nah nah nah nah)