Break the Day Songtext
von DJ Eibhlin
Break the Day Songtext
The master of the sixteen bars and leaving rappers starving
Sickening punchlines leave ′em salty like almonds
Join ya non-limp, showing love, people on him
Hold the applause in, too wack to let the bars in
To your noggin, this rap game I'm conquering
Six sixteens of teens fleeing from the market
Got styles that spark the mind and brain
The lines I′m saying insane, yours are none to play
Like what you saying, spaz past you, you hardly sane
The part in lane, is staying in the sharpest lanes
I'm often slaying, others that record and made it
Too coordinated to fall, I'm favorite
To so many people now, and I′m greeting thousands
I′m making sounds when I'm in your town
Clout should bow down, get off the mound
I haunt ′em foul, go launch the towel
The room's now, nigga
When Bishop on the mic, know he wreck it
I′m aiming for the top, nonstop, gotta respect it
Neruvians getting larger by the second
You best invest in protection
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
Getting cream and exposure
Reaching my dreams, they seem closer
I hope to keep composure on this coaster
Life's lyrical holder, I coach it like I′m supposed to
Sent to take over the solar, don't need disclosure
I show you who the illest is, spitting these sentences
Straight wickedness, for your domes, holmes, you should get with this
Can't picket this, so they picking this, others picking fits
Sitting pissed, ′cause they getting dissed, me, I′m flipping scripts
My chips are all in, other emcees falling
From all in the balling in tears, now they calling
My name out loud 'cause my sound ain′t found very often
And I'm tossing rap proportions
Nearly lost in life′s exhaust is often forced coughing
But never seeing coffins, emcees can't off him
I′m better than awesome, leaving enemies screaming, "Naw, it's him"
They claw at him, him meaning me, I'm causing all hims
When Bishop on the mic, know he wreck it
I′m aiming for the top, nonstop, gotta respect it
Neruvians getting larger by the second
You best invest in protection
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
Let ′em in
Fall back
Sickening punchlines leave ′em salty like almonds
Join ya non-limp, showing love, people on him
Hold the applause in, too wack to let the bars in
To your noggin, this rap game I'm conquering
Six sixteens of teens fleeing from the market
Got styles that spark the mind and brain
The lines I′m saying insane, yours are none to play
Like what you saying, spaz past you, you hardly sane
The part in lane, is staying in the sharpest lanes
I'm often slaying, others that record and made it
Too coordinated to fall, I'm favorite
To so many people now, and I′m greeting thousands
I′m making sounds when I'm in your town
Clout should bow down, get off the mound
I haunt ′em foul, go launch the towel
The room's now, nigga
When Bishop on the mic, know he wreck it
I′m aiming for the top, nonstop, gotta respect it
Neruvians getting larger by the second
You best invest in protection
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
Getting cream and exposure
Reaching my dreams, they seem closer
I hope to keep composure on this coaster
Life's lyrical holder, I coach it like I′m supposed to
Sent to take over the solar, don't need disclosure
I show you who the illest is, spitting these sentences
Straight wickedness, for your domes, holmes, you should get with this
Can't picket this, so they picking this, others picking fits
Sitting pissed, ′cause they getting dissed, me, I′m flipping scripts
My chips are all in, other emcees falling
From all in the balling in tears, now they calling
My name out loud 'cause my sound ain′t found very often
And I'm tossing rap proportions
Nearly lost in life′s exhaust is often forced coughing
But never seeing coffins, emcees can't off him
I′m better than awesome, leaving enemies screaming, "Naw, it's him"
They claw at him, him meaning me, I'm causing all hims
When Bishop on the mic, know he wreck it
I′m aiming for the top, nonstop, gotta respect it
Neruvians getting larger by the second
You best invest in protection
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
(Divinely the weapon)
You stressing, you stressing
(Divinely the weapon)
I pass your projections
Let ′em in
Fall back
Writer(s): Sergei Hall, Kieron Sean Mcternan, Eibhlin Flynn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
