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
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
H 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
hole, then coward duck your head You don't know who you be fuckin with youse better off...dead Is what I say, best run the other way In case of physical breakdown
: [Verse 1:] Step in the club head low with the lights down Made my way to the floor fellas gather round Step My hips out there make em point and step
: [Kurupt] Now this side gangsta walk (say what?) And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?) [Breakdown: Kurupt] Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what
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
