Breakin' Bread Lyrics
| Song | Breakin' Bread |
| Artist | Hi-Tek |
| Artist | Brian Digby Jr. |
| Artist | Crunch |
| Artist | Main Flow |
| Album | Hi-Teknology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cottrell, Digby, Edwards ... | |
| "It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as.." | |
| "1-2-3" | |
| "DJ" | |
| "Hi-Tek y'all" -> Inspectah Deck | |
| "Collaborate, break bread with.." -> Pete Rock | |
| "Homeskillet" | |
| [Homeskillet] | |
| From the beginnin, head-spinnin hip-hop | |
| The never-endin, don't stop | |
| B-boy religion. I'll rock and claim position | |
| Maim the opposition, tradition, got 'em on lock | |
| Follow the greater mission, freedom marks the top | |
| Beat 'em off the block, now cock-wrap they bop | |
| Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock | |
| I drop steady, cripplin non-believers like Teddy | |
| Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you're not ready | |
| Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and blunder | |
| Crown Hi-Tek sound thump pounds of thunder | |
| Street hunger, the universal man works wonders | |
| Mic and hand breakin land, rockin up from down under | |
| [Crunch Extraordinare] | |
| I got sound control and I'm kinda slick wit it | |
| Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it? | |
| This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages | |
| Turn the other cheek, cuz this track I be smackin it | |
| But don't clap, cuz this style'll bust caps | |
| I'm jiggy and all that, black and get control back | |
| But fuck that, control over mind, body and soul | |
| The MC regulator, microphone detonator | |
| My real live wanna battle niggas take a vouch | |
| Eighty Shieks, throw them joints and +Let Da fuckin Monkey Out+ | |
| Not "Hell yeah" but "Hell, yeah" in Cin' City | |
| When I spit this here it's easy as.. {"1-2-3"} | |
| +You Can "Huh?" You Can Hear Me+, you ain't heard nuttin yet | |
| I'm +Live+ and +Fortified+ like Kweli and Mos Def | |
| Practice the incredible, shit ain't even competable | |
| Due to that I'm technical, TKO's I got those | |
| I got control but I'm wreckless in studios | |
| I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my Bones | |
| No need to be flashy, for heads to recognize me | |
| Hi-Tek throw them joints that magnetize me | |
| We global, East, West, North, South, we robo | |
| Hands that touch mic's get smacked cuz that's a no-no | |
| Who rock the mic? Yo, we take the whole show | |
| When heads hear this piece they call off with no shows | |
| [Hi-Tek cuts it up] | |
| "It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as.." | |
| "1-2-3" | |
| "DJ" | |
| "Hi-Tek y'all" -> Inspectah Deck | |
| "Collaborate, break bread with.." -> Pete Rock | |
| "Donte" -> Main Flo | |
| [Donte] | |
| I struggle more in tug-of-war, writin rhymes by the score | |
| Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law | |
| As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul | |
| They tested but questioned weapons rest in my foes | |
| Blessed in my flows and obsessed with my scrolls | |
| Midas Touch as it's told, writin nuttin less than gold | |
| My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys | |
| Send you out on a gerdy talkin 'bout yo' eternity | |
| Can't stand it, search for your wind like Ban Enti | |
| One man band on the MP and a nigga ran simply | |
| Hi-Tek, all these other niggas can exempt me | |
| Say he's the nicest out loud and gently | |
| Have it your way, a freestyle mean no pay | |
| If you sign a wack contract that mean.. (no weight) | |
| Got your John Hancock on the paper to say | |
| "The band locked and don't know, dough flow your way" {x4} | |
| [Hi-Tek cuts it up] | |
| "Alright OK, I'm feelin you" -> Common | |
| "It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as.." | |
| "1-2-3" | |
| "DJ" | |
| "Hi-Tek y'all" -> Inspectah Deck | |
| "Collaborate, break bread with.." -> Pete Rock | |
| "Main Flo" -> Main Flo | |
| [Main Flo] | |
| Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, pressure to plot | |
| Measurin blocks, releasin this live like Desert Fox | |
| Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same generals | |
| Train criminals to get the most plus the minimals | |
| Rob past, raw cash, facin the God last | |
| Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of stock caps | |
| For cop cash, watch taps, eyes on my top hat | |
| Flop fast, stock crash, how when I drop math? | |
| This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair fact | |
| We share packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks | |
| Ya peeps move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth | |
| Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin Hebrew | |
| [Outro: Main Flo] | |
| Big Ohio status | |
| Homeskillet, Crunch extraordinare | |
| Main Flo, Donte, Hi-Tek |
| zuo qu : Cottrell, Digby, Edwards ... | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Homeskillet" | |
| Homeskillet | |
| From the beginnin, headspinnin hiphop | |
| The neverendin, don' t stop | |
| Bboy religion. I' ll rock and claim position | |
| Maim the opposition, tradition, got ' em on lock | |
| Follow the greater mission, freedom marks the top | |
| Beat ' em off the block, now cockwrap they bop | |
| Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock | |
| I drop steady, cripplin nonbelievers like Teddy | |
| Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you' re not ready | |
| Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and blunder | |
| Crown HiTek sound thump pounds of thunder | |
| Street hunger, the universal man works wonders | |
| Mic and hand breakin land, rockin up from down under | |
| Crunch Extraordinare | |
| I got sound control and I' m kinda slick wit it | |
| Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it? | |
| This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages | |
| Turn the other cheek, cuz this track I be smackin it | |
| But don' t clap, cuz this style' ll bust caps | |
| I' m jiggy and all that, black and get control back | |
| But fuck that, control over mind, body and soul | |
| The MC regulator, microphone detonator | |
| My real live wanna battle niggas take a vouch | |
| Eighty Shieks, throw them joints and Let Da fuckin Monkey Out | |
| Not " Hell yeah" but " Hell, yeah" in Cin' City | |
| When I spit this here it' s easy as.. " 123" | |
| You Can " Huh?" You Can Hear Me, you ain' t heard nuttin yet | |
| I' m Live and Fortified like Kweli and Mos Def | |
| Practice the incredible, shit ain' t even competable | |
| Due to that I' m technical, TKO' s I got those | |
| I got control but I' m wreckless in studios | |
| I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my Bones | |
| No need to be flashy, for heads to recognize me | |
| HiTek throw them joints that magnetize me | |
| We global, East, West, North, South, we robo | |
| Hands that touch mic' s get smacked cuz that' s a nono | |
| Who rock the mic? Yo, we take the whole show | |
| When heads hear this piece they call off with no shows | |
| HiTek cuts it up | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Donte" Main Flo | |
| Donte | |
| I struggle more in tugofwar, writin rhymes by the score | |
| Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law | |
| As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul | |
| They tested but questioned weapons rest in my foes | |
| Blessed in my flows and obsessed with my scrolls | |
| Midas Touch as it' s told, writin nuttin less than gold | |
| My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys | |
| Send you out on a gerdy talkin ' bout yo' eternity | |
| Can' t stand it, search for your wind like Ban Enti | |
| One man band on the MP and a nigga ran simply | |
| HiTek, all these other niggas can exempt me | |
| Say he' s the nicest out loud and gently | |
| Have it your way, a freestyle mean no pay | |
| If you sign a wack contract that mean.. no weight | |
| Got your John Hancock on the paper to say | |
| " The band locked and don' t know, dough flow your way" x4 | |
| HiTek cuts it up | |
| " Alright OK, I' m feelin you" Common | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Main Flo" Main Flo | |
| Main Flo | |
| Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, pressure to plot | |
| Measurin blocks, releasin this live like Desert Fox | |
| Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same generals | |
| Train criminals to get the most plus the minimals | |
| Rob past, raw cash, facin the God last | |
| Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of stock caps | |
| For cop cash, watch taps, eyes on my top hat | |
| Flop fast, stock crash, how when I drop math? | |
| This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair fact | |
| We share packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks | |
| Ya peeps move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth | |
| Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin Hebrew | |
| Outro: Main Flo | |
| Big Ohio status | |
| Homeskillet, Crunch extraordinare | |
| Main Flo, Donte, HiTek |
| zuò qǔ : Cottrell, Digby, Edwards ... | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Homeskillet" | |
| Homeskillet | |
| From the beginnin, headspinnin hiphop | |
| The neverendin, don' t stop | |
| Bboy religion. I' ll rock and claim position | |
| Maim the opposition, tradition, got ' em on lock | |
| Follow the greater mission, freedom marks the top | |
| Beat ' em off the block, now cockwrap they bop | |
| Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock | |
| I drop steady, cripplin nonbelievers like Teddy | |
| Pendergrass, tense up ya tender ass, you' re not ready | |
| Hold steady, think first, my ink burst floods and blunder | |
| Crown HiTek sound thump pounds of thunder | |
| Street hunger, the universal man works wonders | |
| Mic and hand breakin land, rockin up from down under | |
| Crunch Extraordinare | |
| I got sound control and I' m kinda slick wit it | |
| Heads know I get down like that, can you dig it? | |
| This is the way how I roll or how I deliver this packages | |
| Turn the other cheek, cuz this track I be smackin it | |
| But don' t clap, cuz this style' ll bust caps | |
| I' m jiggy and all that, black and get control back | |
| But fuck that, control over mind, body and soul | |
| The MC regulator, microphone detonator | |
| My real live wanna battle niggas take a vouch | |
| Eighty Shieks, throw them joints and Let Da fuckin Monkey Out | |
| Not " Hell yeah" but " Hell, yeah" in Cin' City | |
| When I spit this here it' s easy as.. " 123" | |
| You Can " Huh?" You Can Hear Me, you ain' t heard nuttin yet | |
| I' m Live and Fortified like Kweli and Mos Def | |
| Practice the incredible, shit ain' t even competable | |
| Due to that I' m technical, TKO' s I got those | |
| I got control but I' m wreckless in studios | |
| I got Harmony and Thug tendancies all in my Bones | |
| No need to be flashy, for heads to recognize me | |
| HiTek throw them joints that magnetize me | |
| We global, East, West, North, South, we robo | |
| Hands that touch mic' s get smacked cuz that' s a nono | |
| Who rock the mic? Yo, we take the whole show | |
| When heads hear this piece they call off with no shows | |
| HiTek cuts it up | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Donte" Main Flo | |
| Donte | |
| I struggle more in tugofwar, writin rhymes by the score | |
| Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law | |
| As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul | |
| They tested but questioned weapons rest in my foes | |
| Blessed in my flows and obsessed with my scrolls | |
| Midas Touch as it' s told, writin nuttin less than gold | |
| My journeys, I march through madness like atorneys | |
| Send you out on a gerdy talkin ' bout yo' eternity | |
| Can' t stand it, search for your wind like Ban Enti | |
| One man band on the MP and a nigga ran simply | |
| HiTek, all these other niggas can exempt me | |
| Say he' s the nicest out loud and gently | |
| Have it your way, a freestyle mean no pay | |
| If you sign a wack contract that mean.. no weight | |
| Got your John Hancock on the paper to say | |
| " The band locked and don' t know, dough flow your way" x4 | |
| HiTek cuts it up | |
| " Alright OK, I' m feelin you" Common | |
| " It' s like the A to B to the C, it' s easy as.." | |
| " 123" | |
| " DJ" | |
| " HiTek y' all" Inspectah Deck | |
| " Collaborate, break bread with.." Pete Rock | |
| " Main Flo" Main Flo | |
| Main Flo | |
| Woes out my treasure box, seven locks, pressure to plot | |
| Measurin blocks, releasin this live like Desert Fox | |
| Hear spiritual, remain plentiful, same generals | |
| Train criminals to get the most plus the minimals | |
| Rob past, raw cash, facin the God last | |
| Spot grabs, sure pop laugh, jump out of stock caps | |
| For cop cash, watch taps, eyes on my top hat | |
| Flop fast, stock crash, how when I drop math? | |
| This rare rap, air vac', exit and fair fact | |
| We share packs, stare back, cover our bear tracks | |
| Ya peeps move, each choose, jump in our Jeep smooth | |
| Unleash two and leak fumes, studyin Hebrew | |
| Outro: Main Flo | |
| Big Ohio status | |
| Homeskillet, Crunch extraordinare | |
| Main Flo, Donte, HiTek |
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