Breaking me down, break me down Breaking me down to the ground, sweet baby Breaking me down to the ground Breaking me down, break me down Breaking me down, break me down Breaking me
give what you need from me baby Just let it go Bringing me down break me down sweet sugar Bringing me down break me down Breaking me down to the ground sweet baby Breaking me down
Oversettelse: Jord. Breaking Me Down.
me? Bitch, fuck with me then see that my little aliens, yeah We come to your city, can they really put it on down with the pistol? Can you feel me, feel me
for the brain Cause brain, seed, plus soil equals fruits and grains My hood talking nigga keep it simple and plain To let me explain the game break it down
down I'm torn Take a second of me Said take a second of me, I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock on foil, reduce me, seduce me Dress me up in stussy
, my cold killer It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac And like Biggie, I'm "Ready to Die" for what you got Got a crew with killas behind me, I'm grimey
s rainin slugs (what?) I'm the hottest shit in the industry (uh) I got every thug on the block that get a wind of me defendin me You lack class and respect
to bring me down Don't you ever come around I got no space in my life for negative I said I need, I need more angels around me around me x10 [Brother
out pimp Heavy on the grindin' entertainment Stovetop productions Ooh, hustlers are us My game sharper than an elephant's tusk Me, myself and I the
people sentence me and I smile On lockdown, lettin me out like wow It's only one, spirituality to feelin the rock crowds Peepin me, I never put the top down
now Little bear, little bear You know me too well anyway Too well every day I'm going home I'm going beneath the stars I'm going under the soil again
gone staying by me Feeling disease, crying sun Soil adorning me, preparing to grow Fever, disgust, dear sigh Bewatching the truth, morals to break
plague Consumed by hatred and loathing Life breeds death and disease Empathy out of reach We all wash with rain of blood skies Time soils our will It breaks us down
weak flesh Terror builds, at the thought of being dead Prophecy of the wisemen of old Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil Ancient spell breaks
weak flesh Terror builds, as the thought of being dead Prophecy of the wise men of old Now comes true, as the corpses break the soil Ancient spell breaks
to dismantle Fucker, you heard me? Fucker There will be Excuse me as I kiss the sky Catch me when I fall son I'm too young to die Me and Lefty that be
