| Song | Break What? |
| Artist | Gravediggaz |
| Album | Wu-Box - The Cream Of The Clan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Berkeley, Hamilton |
| [00:04.38] | **** ya niggas, real mutha****as what? |
| [00:05.28][Chorus 4X: Frukwan] | |
| [00:09.33] | Wanna break? Wanna break, break |
| [00:10.86] | Yo, what ya wanna break, nigga break |
| [00:12.69] | Break what, bitch, what |
| [00:21.57][Frukwan] | |
| [00:24.45] | First rule, ya mistake |
| [00:25.74] | The phenomenal stomp the Earth are bombin you |
| [00:27.87] | It's all my chronicle, particle and rich |
| [00:29.85] | Over original scripts, begger be choose |
| [00:31.92] | Let off three shots, be confronted wit the bad news |
| [00:34.68] | Long as mutha****as corrupt, infiltrate the state |
| [00:37.29] | Hit him wit graze, throw an earthquake |
| [00:39.03] | Yo fraction, I'm settin off a chain reaction |
| [00:41.82] | That increase, long as mutha****as bust police |
| [00:44.16] | Bloodsheed, mutts and gruts |
| [00:45.63] | The wonder bread buds, a million black mutha****a |
| [00:48.30] | Head to junk, Devil schemin up plans to plot |
| [00:50.97] | It's gettin hot, usin our own, to start the clock |
| [00:53.43] | Yo, I'm only fightin for what a brother deserve |
| [00:55.92] | Bein God spreadin the gold, roll up on the reserve |
| [00:58.59] | Blood, sweat and tears for years yo |
| [01:00.57] | I'm fed up blown when mutha****as take it outta they own |
| [01:03.09][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:06.21][Poetic] | |
| [01:22.89] | I watch thru my infrared green vision binocs' |
| [01:25.35] | Storm in the desert, clever as a fox |
| [01:28.17] | Bolt, wit measures in the clock, huh |
| [01:30.21] | Seven stealth bomber nine, helicopt' drop |
| [01:32.49] | The Gravedigga parachute wit the black roots |
| [01:35.22] | Fall outta the sky like rain, as the soldier train |
| [01:38.37] | To take back the Earth, the terrain |
| [01:40.08] | We overcame fear, now prepare for pain |
| [01:42.45] | First the soul from the rap world, all of ya villains |
| [01:45.09] | That taught ya black children, wit rats in they buildin |
| [01:47.43] | Singin on hydro, squatterin millions |
| [01:49.95] | Or live up in gold, and fulfillions of killin |
| [01:52.59] | And of ya plans strick, my hand grips a mic |
| [01:54.78] | And transmits co-ordinates that float like it on a script |
| [01:57.45] | Break down ya character flaws, to the masses |
| [02:00.00] | Burn ya to ashes, and suck you wit acid |
| [02:03.69][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:08.31][Frukwan] | |
| [02:09.63] | Yo, I can't be denied, gots to try |
| [02:25.26] | Many will die, in the blink of an eye |
| [02:27.12] | Nigga like me will survive |
| [02:28.77] | Cannons and guns, gotta overcome the run |
| [02:31.14] | Gots to chill, set packs of bill |
| [02:33.45] | *****ne my gift, or the uplifted brother that stiff and lost |
| [02:36.75] | Trynna stear a brother back to cost |
| [02:38.61] | Ready to try, ready to die |
| [02:40.38] | Lyrical guns, lyrics fire |
| [02:42.27] | What, ya outta line, forced wit pen |
| [02:43.77] | Self defense, whackin the Timbs |
| [02:45.42] | Strive to survive, but build my strength |
| [02:47.13] | Finito, stampedro, don't wanna will a negro |
| [02:50.37] | Ready to break (Break!) |
| [02:51.39][Poetic] | |
| [02:51.93] | I favor the plot of savin the box |
| [02:53.82] | Capable cops'll be the neighborhood watch |
| [02:55.80] | The stable that spots, estrogen is hot |
| [02:57.99] | Infested wit vipers and three hots |
| [03:00.09] | And the cops, yo, my man is snipers |
| [03:01.77] | Trynna eat right, teach my peeps how to reach light |
| [03:04.29] | The beast strikes each night, deep under the street light |
| [03:06.75] | Gotta carry ya heat light, then peep the fight |
| [03:09.24] | It's called Armaggedon, cuz of the armor ya gettin |
| [03:11.55] | Weapon on ya side reppin, carry and hate in ya eyes |
| [03:14.61] | Steppin in spots, ya hatin these spots |
| [03:16.38] | Gettin the papers, surprised, so ya snake in the rise |
| [03:19.02] | Lettin state conive, you end in takin a life |
| [03:26.31][Chorus x4] | |
| [03:32.85][Outro: Frukwan] | |
| [03:33.39] | Gravediggaz! Eh-oh, ooh-eh |
| [03:38.73] | Ooh-eh |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Berkeley, Hamilton |
| [00:04.38] | ya niggas, real mutha as what? |
| [00:05.28][Chorus 4X: Frukwan] | |
| [00:09.33] | Wanna break? Wanna break, break |
| [00:10.86] | Yo, what ya wanna break, nigga break |
| [00:12.69] | Break what, bitch, what |
| [00:21.57][Frukwan] | |
| [00:24.45] | First rule, ya mistake |
| [00:25.74] | The phenomenal stomp the Earth are bombin you |
| [00:27.87] | It' s all my chronicle, particle and rich |
| [00:29.85] | Over original scripts, begger be choose |
| [00:31.92] | Let off three shots, be confronted wit the bad news |
| [00:34.68] | Long as mutha as corrupt, infiltrate the state |
| [00:37.29] | Hit him wit graze, throw an earthquake |
| [00:39.03] | Yo fraction, I' m settin off a chain reaction |
| [00:41.82] | That increase, long as mutha as bust police |
| [00:44.16] | Bloodsheed, mutts and gruts |
| [00:45.63] | The wonder bread buds, a million black mutha a |
| [00:48.30] | Head to junk, Devil schemin up plans to plot |
| [00:50.97] | It' s gettin hot, usin our own, to start the clock |
| [00:53.43] | Yo, I' m only fightin for what a brother deserve |
| [00:55.92] | Bein God spreadin the gold, roll up on the reserve |
| [00:58.59] | Blood, sweat and tears for years yo |
| [01:00.57] | I' m fed up blown when mutha as take it outta they own |
| [01:03.09][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:06.21][Poetic] | |
| [01:22.89] | I watch thru my infrared green vision binocs' |
| [01:25.35] | Storm in the desert, clever as a fox |
| [01:28.17] | Bolt, wit measures in the clock, huh |
| [01:30.21] | Seven stealth bomber nine, helicopt' drop |
| [01:32.49] | The Gravedigga parachute wit the black roots |
| [01:35.22] | Fall outta the sky like rain, as the soldier train |
| [01:38.37] | To take back the Earth, the terrain |
| [01:40.08] | We overcame fear, now prepare for pain |
| [01:42.45] | First the soul from the rap world, all of ya villains |
| [01:45.09] | That taught ya black children, wit rats in they buildin |
| [01:47.43] | Singin on hydro, squatterin millions |
| [01:49.95] | Or live up in gold, and fulfillions of killin |
| [01:52.59] | And of ya plans strick, my hand grips a mic |
| [01:54.78] | And transmits coordinates that float like it on a script |
| [01:57.45] | Break down ya character flaws, to the masses |
| [02:00.00] | Burn ya to ashes, and suck you wit acid |
| [02:03.69][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:08.31][Frukwan] | |
| [02:09.63] | Yo, I can' t be denied, gots to try |
| [02:25.26] | Many will die, in the blink of an eye |
| [02:27.12] | Nigga like me will survive |
| [02:28.77] | Cannons and guns, gotta overcome the run |
| [02:31.14] | Gots to chill, set packs of bill |
| [02:33.45] | ne my gift, or the uplifted brother that stiff and lost |
| [02:36.75] | Trynna stear a brother back to cost |
| [02:38.61] | Ready to try, ready to die |
| [02:40.38] | Lyrical guns, lyrics fire |
| [02:42.27] | What, ya outta line, forced wit pen |
| [02:43.77] | Self defense, whackin the Timbs |
| [02:45.42] | Strive to survive, but build my strength |
| [02:47.13] | Finito, stampedro, don' t wanna will a negro |
| [02:50.37] | Ready to break Break! |
| [02:51.39][Poetic] | |
| [02:51.93] | I favor the plot of savin the box |
| [02:53.82] | Capable cops' ll be the neighborhood watch |
| [02:55.80] | The stable that spots, estrogen is hot |
| [02:57.99] | Infested wit vipers and three hots |
| [03:00.09] | And the cops, yo, my man is snipers |
| [03:01.77] | Trynna eat right, teach my peeps how to reach light |
| [03:04.29] | The beast strikes each night, deep under the street light |
| [03:06.75] | Gotta carry ya heat light, then peep the fight |
| [03:09.24] | It' s called Armaggedon, cuz of the armor ya gettin |
| [03:11.55] | Weapon on ya side reppin, carry and hate in ya eyes |
| [03:14.61] | Steppin in spots, ya hatin these spots |
| [03:16.38] | Gettin the papers, surprised, so ya snake in the rise |
| [03:19.02] | Lettin state conive, you end in takin a life |
| [03:26.31][Chorus x4] | |
| [03:32.85][Outro: Frukwan] | |
| [03:33.39] | Gravediggaz! Ehoh, ooheh |
| [03:38.73] | Ooheh |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Berkeley, Hamilton |
| [00:04.38] | ya niggas, real mutha as what? |
| [00:05.28][Chorus 4X: Frukwan] | |
| [00:09.33] | Wanna break? Wanna break, break |
| [00:10.86] | Yo, what ya wanna break, nigga break |
| [00:12.69] | Break what, bitch, what |
| [00:21.57][Frukwan] | |
| [00:24.45] | First rule, ya mistake |
| [00:25.74] | The phenomenal stomp the Earth are bombin you |
| [00:27.87] | It' s all my chronicle, particle and rich |
| [00:29.85] | Over original scripts, begger be choose |
| [00:31.92] | Let off three shots, be confronted wit the bad news |
| [00:34.68] | Long as mutha as corrupt, infiltrate the state |
| [00:37.29] | Hit him wit graze, throw an earthquake |
| [00:39.03] | Yo fraction, I' m settin off a chain reaction |
| [00:41.82] | That increase, long as mutha as bust police |
| [00:44.16] | Bloodsheed, mutts and gruts |
| [00:45.63] | The wonder bread buds, a million black mutha a |
| [00:48.30] | Head to junk, Devil schemin up plans to plot |
| [00:50.97] | It' s gettin hot, usin our own, to start the clock |
| [00:53.43] | Yo, I' m only fightin for what a brother deserve |
| [00:55.92] | Bein God spreadin the gold, roll up on the reserve |
| [00:58.59] | Blood, sweat and tears for years yo |
| [01:00.57] | I' m fed up blown when mutha as take it outta they own |
| [01:03.09][Chorus x4] | |
| [01:06.21][Poetic] | |
| [01:22.89] | I watch thru my infrared green vision binocs' |
| [01:25.35] | Storm in the desert, clever as a fox |
| [01:28.17] | Bolt, wit measures in the clock, huh |
| [01:30.21] | Seven stealth bomber nine, helicopt' drop |
| [01:32.49] | The Gravedigga parachute wit the black roots |
| [01:35.22] | Fall outta the sky like rain, as the soldier train |
| [01:38.37] | To take back the Earth, the terrain |
| [01:40.08] | We overcame fear, now prepare for pain |
| [01:42.45] | First the soul from the rap world, all of ya villains |
| [01:45.09] | That taught ya black children, wit rats in they buildin |
| [01:47.43] | Singin on hydro, squatterin millions |
| [01:49.95] | Or live up in gold, and fulfillions of killin |
| [01:52.59] | And of ya plans strick, my hand grips a mic |
| [01:54.78] | And transmits coordinates that float like it on a script |
| [01:57.45] | Break down ya character flaws, to the masses |
| [02:00.00] | Burn ya to ashes, and suck you wit acid |
| [02:03.69][Chorus x4] | |
| [02:08.31][Frukwan] | |
| [02:09.63] | Yo, I can' t be denied, gots to try |
| [02:25.26] | Many will die, in the blink of an eye |
| [02:27.12] | Nigga like me will survive |
| [02:28.77] | Cannons and guns, gotta overcome the run |
| [02:31.14] | Gots to chill, set packs of bill |
| [02:33.45] | ne my gift, or the uplifted brother that stiff and lost |
| [02:36.75] | Trynna stear a brother back to cost |
| [02:38.61] | Ready to try, ready to die |
| [02:40.38] | Lyrical guns, lyrics fire |
| [02:42.27] | What, ya outta line, forced wit pen |
| [02:43.77] | Self defense, whackin the Timbs |
| [02:45.42] | Strive to survive, but build my strength |
| [02:47.13] | Finito, stampedro, don' t wanna will a negro |
| [02:50.37] | Ready to break Break! |
| [02:51.39][Poetic] | |
| [02:51.93] | I favor the plot of savin the box |
| [02:53.82] | Capable cops' ll be the neighborhood watch |
| [02:55.80] | The stable that spots, estrogen is hot |
| [02:57.99] | Infested wit vipers and three hots |
| [03:00.09] | And the cops, yo, my man is snipers |
| [03:01.77] | Trynna eat right, teach my peeps how to reach light |
| [03:04.29] | The beast strikes each night, deep under the street light |
| [03:06.75] | Gotta carry ya heat light, then peep the fight |
| [03:09.24] | It' s called Armaggedon, cuz of the armor ya gettin |
| [03:11.55] | Weapon on ya side reppin, carry and hate in ya eyes |
| [03:14.61] | Steppin in spots, ya hatin these spots |
| [03:16.38] | Gettin the papers, surprised, so ya snake in the rise |
| [03:19.02] | Lettin state conive, you end in takin a life |
| [03:26.31][Chorus x4] | |
| [03:32.85][Outro: Frukwan] | |
| [03:33.39] | Gravediggaz! Ehoh, ooheh |
| [03:38.73] | Ooheh |