Break Yoself 2 - Nell

MIA to NYC make 24k when I breathe

'94 mentality the Machiavelli prodigy

Funk beatin' out the trunk, travels through my arteries

Third eye open scopin' the block pop poppin' the Glock

Comin' off of the holster

Leanin' on that easter pink, Alize and Hennessy

Hear no evil as I speak, all black coat on when I creep

Medicated, alter-ego, smoker 'till I can not see

This life’s a curse 'cause jails and hearses causes grey anatomy

Welcome to my trilogy, legal, lethal, killing spree

Kill the beat like Killa P, I’m Ethel like X in his P-R-I-M-Straight to the-E

I’m yet to see one real as me

Your end is me, you fucked with me, your consequence is D-I-E

Murderous maniac, mentally levitate, beats I assassinate

Never procrastinate, hate and not elevate, levels to gravitate

Burnin' that dank to climb in the rank

Now give respect or hit the deck, my set known for catchin' wreck

New era my intellect, so bow down to the ultimate

'94 Mentality, now these niggas mad at me

Break yoself, break-break yoself, ridin' with that pistol grip

Push a motherfucker cause I don’t give a damn what you think

Bitch I make you lay down with my strap

Studio gangsters, nothin' but pranksters, start a beef

And don’t know how to react

Me;

I step back hold strap from my lap

And be clappin' at be makin' a scene

No place to hide when I pull up, drive by especially if I’m equipped with that

beam

Kill with we take off with his head

But we let him keep his neck and the rest of his teeth

Name another nigga that want it with me

Don’t make me cut off your family tree

Nigga’s irrelevant, I keep banana clip, just in case a monkey Bitch tryna swing

can’t cop a plea, jump in the

I’m real and you obsolete, motives on the street

Get bucked and come march with me

Turnt up we gone start a riot, smoked out just on autopilot

Fee-Fi-Fo my flow so giant, ecstatic styles in my ions

Mystical mischief, horrific instinct

Rated R ritual blood on the street, retro reapers ride for me

If you don’t comply you sleep

Inspire my entity to bring you to reality

Fake nigga fatality, please don’t test my accuracy

Real niggas surrounding me, we’ll kill you for eternity

'94 Mentality, now these niggas mad at me

Break yoself, break-break yoself, ridin' with that pistol grip