J. Glaze - Breaking Point lyrics

[Intro] No I think they tend to love Knowing what I do is raw Less I got a way to prove First you got to tell me who Will you love me? Will you love me? Like you love me Tonight... [Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] My mama didn't want me to buy rap, now I rap And send her show fliers, I'm asking her "how she like that?" My whole life been spent on committing spite acts If I did it for Sprite ads, the kid would want his life back I hold grudges with no budging on low budget If I'm feeling like it's my last leg, I got no crutches I'm so f**ing ridiculous when it come to rapping So much has happened, it's numb and I feel like nothing happened I wasn't planned, I'm a f**ing accident, running rampant I'm the son of Sam on a sonogram with a gun in hand My daddy learned she was pregnant, and he was so angered He tried to end it, I'm no stranger to coat hangers He getting livid, sitting in on the clinic visits And now he waiting for drama like it's an intermission He take it out on my mama ‘cause he was into hitting And yeah, that's probably the reason my sister is into women Latinos hating my music ‘cause they didn't get it If you think I'm racist, you stupid you little idiot I am from a family of immigrants, understand me you simpleton? I'm Latin, is your a** really listening huh? They want me to be the monster they see I'm outgoing, I'm do not shy from controversy Somebody had to say it, no one brought it but me So how the f** you have the nerve to keep on targeting me? Yeah... [Hook] No I think they tend to love Knowing what I do is raw (It's so raw) Less I got a way to prove (Yeah, yeah) First you got to tell me who So tell me who can I trust? When everybody's a snake And tell me who can I love? When everybody's a fake And tell me where I'll end up? When I been running in place Just tell me what will it take? Tell me what will it take? You pushing me to the breaking point You pushing me to the breaking point You pushing me to the breaking point You pushing me to the breaking point Break, Breaking point... [Verse 2: Emilio Rojas] People asking me why I'm so angry, I'm laughing Asking them why they so happy, sh** happens I'm living fast, forgetting that I'm a little ba*tard No getting pa** the past, my life is spinning backwards sh** on my mind, it will cripple your spine I'm from the middle of the city with the grittiest grime And I moved to New York before I'm hitting my prime Now I'm paying double the rent to live with triple the crime I'm so beyond this, no one slowing the progress The Devil on my arm, knock my conscious unconscious Living isn't a gift, this sh**'s a process Everything I left is everything that I wanted ‘Cause my heart similar to a pie chart, I give a little sliver away Then I'm taking my part, in dive bars and my guys all on the top floor Crying over nothing that matters, hoping they find God But my religion is getting money, in God we trust And it's obvious to me, now that all we that got is us The product of my environment but the Roc is nuts So I gotten drunk off the anger I'm keeping bottled up Bottoms up, now I'm staring at an empty gla** And all the women I've been with, well they just empty a** It's like the sh** that's significant isn't meant to last You never shattered my dreams, homie they Plexiglas [Hook]