Masta k**a - Breaker, Breaker (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: GZA] Come and get some, you want none Y'all n***as wanna bring it, get done Flashback, '88 rag type Volvo One court solo, slash for logo 200 hyenas roam the arena Schemin on a truck Chevy, quick to rush every Criminal mental, satanic pen pal Wild style on your wax for ten thou' Most notable, Hip Hop quotable See many went, only one got a show to do Floor soakin wet with the drinks and dance sweat Tell me which click got the deadliest handset I make the mic pump, force make your feet stomp Murderous beats move like rope for you to jump And the two-inch, tighten with the wool-wrench None qualifyin a**-n***as, the Jon Bentz Spend it real, 'nuff festivals on the grill Got a deal, no return with the Brook Shield [Chorus 2x: GZA] Breaker, Breaker 1-9, can't rhyme Y'all n***as wanna shine, get offline [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Yo, I use and abuse all groups and crews I can't lose, straight up and down, I'm bad news Like the bears, we folks from under the stairs Pack a hand trigga, scared n***as don't dare From the rear, I smash through like a John Deer Plant a bomb in ya ear then disappear With a speed that'll reach mach five n***as pop jive, that's why they on the opposite side Dick riders tryin to make their way inside Boy an*lyze, my camp be amplified Certified live, right before your third-eye Supply the mental high for the fiendish Thru the intervenus, see it like a wide-screen Zenith Got sweetness, wanna show me your cleavage Leave it to the specialist, leave your wig split Leavin no witness, it's a mean business We mean business, invest in cream Till my exit scene, I stay plottin on my next scheme [Masta k**a] Next scheme Blessed with the art to pierce and shoot dart I toke the ba**, put your shovel to the Rebel Allah Just, embrace his face with the metal Danger, woman adore to the chamber Let this n***a run out wild with the banger Hip Hop socialize, enterprise, snubs in the club Twenty wizards, about 300 n***as inching your square Or could it be the armory? Fifty-two low hand, touch the ground Strike his knee, pa** the heat to my man Windmill backhand bust your nose gland Mic stand, might crash a wild fan The Aqua, city of Atlantis, mantis, flying locusts Surround the oppose, a bomb only has one time to explode I blow and break and quake your whole state Throw the sh** on DAT, and make me a f**in tape [Chorus]