Текст песни Coolio - I Breaks `Em Off
Coolio - I Breaks `Em Off слова песни
Verse 1:Yeah, I run rings around your crew like a track starSo stay back farYou better understand who the macks areA brand new invention is my intentionBeen rappin so long some say I should get a pensionAin`t no tension If I forgot to mentionI rock rhymes over beats for salary and commissionI got it all figured out like ColumboI`ll drop you like DumboYour album is weak, and so is your videoOr should I say wackeoYour girl is a tacky hoeGo back to slangin rocks and leave rappin to CoolioIt`s the all assmatic, tongue acrobatic, locUsed to be smoked out recovered crack addictI`ll dip you in some sauce, fool, I`m the bossAnd I still be sending busters to Harris & RossYou, gotta pay the cost I refuse to take a lossSo I spit like I feel it and dust your junky ass offChorus, Repeat 3X:I break `em offI break `em all offVerse 2:I got to keep on the realWith my hands on the steelCause we all understand we got to die one dayBut, everybody knows we got to rise to the topAnd the mission don`t stop till the casket dropI`m protected by the tech And the teflon vestAnd we earn that respectCause we worked so hard so put that needle on the recordAnd everybody check it, cause I never been affectedBy what they sayIt`s been a whole lot of years since I shed tearsFor my fears I downed case loads of beers and drank jack with my peersSo never let it be said that I fronted a fake I keep the treble in my highs and lows in my bassSo feel the affect of the wine and funkBut you gotta have hustle which can vibrate you funkCity to alley to valley hood and blockYou know I got the sound to break `em offChorus, Repeat 7X:I came back from the Congo as Return Of The JediI smoke the spinach and you get popped in your ezzyeWatch me do thisYou take a ass whoopin like BrutusMy rhymes will sound like Buddah, like Olive Oil is skinny and WhimpeeSea Hag don`t never tempt meGet up on the funk so you can feel the simpyI can do the rope-a-dopeAnd steal a base like Davey LopesAnd bring more hope back to the hood than the PopeSo, drink some Scope and try to feel sureSee, if you can endure The pressure that`s put on yourBut your soggy ass don`t stay crunchy in milkThat`s why your cap get peeled, yeah, you`re soft as silkIt`s time to seperate the real from the fakeYou shaky like Jake And your game always get exposed when you perpetrateCheck the Times and the PostThis is straight west coastAnd when I break it off you know it`s brokeChorus, Repeat 7.5 timesThis is straight west coast!