THE BREAK DOWN
LYRICS:
Ima keep it short and sweet
Y’know I’m comin with that heat
That Sly muthafucka, burnin up the fuckin tree
I don’t fuck with these bustas, only whining when they speak
Why Slyye super cold, Guess he dont fuck with me
Damn straight
Boo hoo
Go cry about it bitch
Fire up that fuckin chat, talkin all that bullshit
Ima keep it real, you wouldn’t last a second in the streets
Closest you will ever get is a beef with Misery
Livin in yo head rent free, it’s a fuckin treat
Love to see you struggle when you sleep, kiss my fuckin feet
Thinkin that you know me, cuz you stalkin the internet
Get a fuckin hobby, kiss my nuts, and get a fuckin check
Get in fuckin check before I wreck yo damn shit mane
Down in the south, this is how we fuckin solve thangs
This a reprimand to any bitch who ain’t fuckin bout it
Meet me down south, best believe we gonna talk about it