T-Mix - Break 'Em Off lyrics

[Verse 1: MJG] I've come to break you off proper Swish swasher through the washer On fire, 360 degrees around the dryer I'm tighter, the vicegrippers cut you like [?] Your game plan loses [?] how you figure Your small heart with your big nuts got you pumped up You f**ed up when you bucked up, you out of luck, duck You ain't my best friend, you's another foe And b**h you ain't my main thing, you that other hoe So, let me flip the script, hit the clip Pop it in, take a trip straight through reality Cause you don't know the half of the sh** that I could do to you or what I'm going to Play me up too close and I'll be showing you Knowing you really can't hang with my flavor But you wants to approach me with misbehavior I gots my ammo, my gun – we can run, we can fight I could end your life tonight or we could do this sh** right I ain't wrong, I'm kickin' it back on the phone with Mrs. Jones She lets me know the time when her husband leaves home Well it's on, I know he pays the cost to be the boss But if he makes it home early, I'ma have to break him off [Hook: 8Ball & MJG] x4 Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper [Verse 2: 8Ball] All respects to the west, big ups to the east Southside represent, blowing up like Jesus On these techniques I speak, in each flow Broke 'em off something proper when I stepped through the door Give me the mic so I can hype this sh** Cold blooded like a snake, so you better watch your b**h I admit, no n***a can't fade Deal 'em, k** 'em dead, like [?] Fetch her, stretch her, then bring me some competition Listen to my hallucinated mental vision Smoke a fat sack, we see distant feedback Then commence to attack, T-Mix track Leave a trail of broke mics and lovesick hoes Thick hoes who want dick after every show But I'm a real n***a, break a b**h collar, scholar MJG, break 'em off something proper [Verse 3: MJG] I bust through steel like it's plastic Strangle your a** to d**h with elastics Trunk your damn body in a basket and drag it Damn to the motherf**ing river, to give a Fish a good meal from a [?] type k** It's the man with his hand on the gun Sun beaming straight down on my chrome Dome all in the way of my infrared Motherf**ing dot on your hard a** head You're scared, I know you don't really want to show it You bluffed for too long, now you don't want to blow it I know it's hard, even concrete crumbles Buts that's the way you came, that's the way you gotta go There'll be no trick busta, double crosses Call me the [?] in the [?] MJG has now spoken Your under-minded strategy is broken, stop hoping [Hook: 8Ball & MJG] Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper [Verse 4: 8Ball] It's that n***a from the southside – 8Ball Much game, true hustler, mack as long as the gray wall Tennessee – Memphis, Tennessee precisely Southern brothers gotta break yo' a** off politely f** a zag, I need a blunt from my bag Cut 'em, fill 'em, stick 'em, take a drag – then go [?] At a marshmallow fellow – tried to check In a sec, turned to O.J. and cut a n***a neck But back to reality, actually The fact would be naturally It's hard for MC's to see me Concrete, like the street under my feet Spittin' space age pimpin' over hyped beats White sheets and ink record what I think Chief and hay getting blinked 'til my eyes turn pink Gangsta Gangsta like Cube and Eazy-E This the wild west, n***a – strapped is the way to be 911 ain't quicker than my [?] So you better not forget your vest It costs to be the boss in the land of the lost s**er free, properly breaking n***as off [Hook: 8Ball & MJG] Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper Break it up, break it up, break 'em off proper Break it down, break it down, break 'em off proper