DJ Premier - Breakin' the Rules lyrics

[Billy Danze] Yeah, check it out y'all. Firing Squad, n***a. (First Family) Yeah, Firing Squad, n***a. Check it out. (First Family) [Verse One: Billy Danze] The name's Bill (What up Bill?) I'mma semi-automatic addict for real Before you test me Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is s**y I put you motherf**ers back on the real tip And get to splitting a n***a's sh** (Ain't nothin changed) I take you motherf**ers back to '86 And get to dumpin off a clip (You know the game) You wanna test me? (You gotta) Wait your turn B There's a long line of n***as that's ready to burn me I put my foot down firmly Stick the nose of my gun in some sh** that don't concern me And most dudes don't like the way I rep The brown-skinned cat with a helluva side step, yep Berkowitz, (Retreat!) I would never be disconnected from these streets Its deep, as the (ocean!) and my (potion!) Is to (know when!) to spit fire, n***a *echoes* The rules of the motherf**ing game... [Hook: DJ Premier] Here it is: ghetto music (ROCK THAT!) When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!) Cause some cats be fakin the move In other words, breakin the rules! (STOP THAT!) We make ghetto music (ROCK THAT!) When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!) Cause some cats be fakin the move In other words, breakin the rules! [Verse Two: Lil' Fame] Make way, b**h, I'm coming through I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the f** are you? Y'all n***as be, listenin to that false information Here's your invitiation Thugs know home team from the BK and move n***as Run with them guns bust off like John Woo Try to sabotage the game, I'mma start somethin Try to sabotage my name, I'mma start dumpin! Why do f**ing motherf**ers act like y'all don't be known? Fizzy Wo, n***a, going for broke So when you loc, come and hit you with something that gigantic Automatic and will make your ship sink like the Titanic Now that I know, that you against me And you *click*, you *click*, you against me, too Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan Cause I'mma blast a man, what? [Hook] [Verse Three: Billy Danze] Allow me to express my deepest sympathy To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty I begged him not to f** with me (I tried) He didn't listen So they found his a** missing Put my barrel of my hammer in the back of his mouth And knocked his head out, do or dead now Cold, he actually thought I would fold So I tore him a new hole, word to n***a's soul! [Lil' Fame] When I jump off, or I dump off, about eight rounds Holdin my spot down, I'mma knock down, about eight clowns n***a, don't you ever f** around With the four-pound token Bonified thugster (what!) Brownsville slugger Ex-mugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka b**h motherf**er! (f** ya) You musta bought a can of heart Flinch and I'mma tear your a** apart Come on, straight like that, n***a [Outro] Firing Squad, n***a. Ha-ha-hah. Hundred years and runnin. Yeah, one of My motherf**in men, Flipper the Ripper. Y'know what I'm sayin, my n***a City, Teflon. Firing Squad, n***a. For life *echoes* Yeah *echoes *beat to fade*