Break It Down

Lets 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 yall
Thats slow and raw
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off
But first,
Id like to give a little toast to all
Whos souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
Back to my original topic
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with
Hopsin On that real rap shit man forget the imposters
Yall destroyed hip hop (good)
Mission accomplished
Now Imma make them regret this shit
Bringing back all the elements
Making these fellas swell up
And tell them that fucking hell is hit
I got to focus though
And come down on all my zonings yo
Because Im prone to blow
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
I told you folks that its over
So go and roll up your soldiers
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus
Im so ferocious
I had the potion but no one noticed
And now Im about to blow up even bigger than my nose is [Chorus (X2 )]
Id like to bust another verse if
I may The mess
I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
Im just not sane, all yall affect my brain
So dont be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne
Its like
I pin em like a poster, get em and just 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 about it like
OJdid (stupid stupid)
Im that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to
With a middle finger in the sky screaming “
Fuck school”
You dont want your child bumping
Hop? Nigga fuck you
Whos 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
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt
Come to think about it, never mind
I could use a nut [Chorus (X2)]
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do
I aint got to fuck with all the high tech shit
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I guess its how
I was raised, and now
I get paid
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
In fact Im 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
Ill defeat your leader
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Yall knowing he a beast (what!)
How the fuck am
I supposed to act?
The west coast is back! [Chorus ( X2)]