Jonathan Isaiah - Break Ya Necc lyrics

(Mr Suave™) Aw yeah... and what I need you to do right now.. Is shut the f** up and listen you funky b**h you (Jonathan Isaiah) Shouts out to all my n***as... AlphaBeenCold Mr Suave™ ZBang Jack Frost n***a we finna get a buzz off of this one Mind shattering Instrumental practices Everytime i hear it My body feels so pa**ionate Tryna write my master's flick While leading like main actors is In a race to kiss the face Of all the pretty actresses Everybody wants it But ain't never tried to grab it man Im always in the back Str8 snapping like a nasty b**h On my grind, see IM maxing this Rapping sh** Making you supermen, clark kent Look average So immaculate That's why the f** they tasked me with Rapping the wrappings of all my people pa**ed in a present sense These are presents when You feel my presence then I could steal ya girl But to me that's just a peasant's chick And i ain't never settling My feet i keep em' pedaling Ahead of all these meddling Fools,Come step in the booth Im living proof That when u working hard And always keepin it true Ain't none of these lil n***as gon' be messin with you I don't know, what you want from me But i know, what I want from me Im gone go, and just do my thing Till I hold onto diamond rings I knooow shows on that road Gonna have me missin home And i'm told it's way too close To let my pa**ion fold I break ya necc I break ya necc Just like that (x3) I broke yo neck Now Suav gone and bring that sh** back I broke yo neck I broke his neck I broke her neck Now show respect.(x2) Im only 5 years in and 17 that But im smart enough to know That i sound like a vet So I'm bringing down on beats Steam heat as i vent Tryna raise the conscious Of all black skinned kids To express yourself Go grab a pad and a pen Cause ain't no pads in the pen If they catch you with some crack in ya hand If u see that you been rattling friends Better watch out for the snakes turned tattling men Im so miraculous Tracking my mental mappings While slapping the b**hes slacking You trapping, im really rapping For fanatics You jacking like a rabbit So you can stack it Sell-out n***as be the main ones Out here acting like a f*ggot These wannabes ain't gonna be My homie, not on my watch Hanging on to me, i rose to be In places that they could not They might break yo spirits But they'll never break me And Im strictly independent Till the day i d i e And im goneeeee No you won't See me no mo' So long. (x2)