Breakthrough Songtext
von Murs
Breakthrough Songtext
What do we do, baby?
Yeah, I just want to announce right now
That I am the realest rapper in the whole world
′Cause I got my momma in here with me
New face of America, you fools lack character
The first dude to pick up the mic and embarrass ya
Bare facts, I'm tearing up tracks
Ya game ain′t there homie
Just lay back, relax, kick up your feet
And watch the world rock to this new beat
I'm talkin' ′bout peace, I′m talkin' ′bout change
Ain't talkin′ 'bout beef, ain′t talkin' 'bout chains
I represent the streets from whence I came
Never been a loser, don′t need no gangs
Don′t need no guns, I take these drums
And make the darkest day of your life seem fun
Lovin' life, I plug in mics
And show the mainstream that these thugs ain′t tight
I'm twice the man that these boys will never be
MURS 3: 16, legendary MC
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
I′ve been around man and I'm gonna be around
Till I′m gonna be around
So when you see me around, respect me
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
Man, the truth will set you free, just give it a try
You ain't truly livin' if you livin′ a lie, naw
Man, I swear to God
There ain′t never been a rapper on the earth this hard
I love my momma, stay away from the drama
Try to work my way through it if I ever had a problem
I say my prayers to the man upstairs
And if G's go to heaven then I gotta be there
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
Look, rest in peace Derick Martin 45 Tamiko
I′ma see you when I get there
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
I'm in love right now and it feels so good
To find a girl like mom and you wish you could
Say I′m so soft, say I ain't hood
Say it to my face, man, I wish you would
And I′m smilin' in the press
Got all this money and you lookin' so depressed
Angry and mad, man, I′m happy as hell
Might get a job if this record don′t sell
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
What? Burger King? McDonalds?
Better yet, Best Buy or Target
At least I'll get a discount
Oh well, I′ll be employee of the month
You'll never see your boy on the tube with gold fronts
That ain′t me, it never was
You gotta do you and let it do what it does
I'ma be happy, fame won′t trap me
Catch me doin' this for the money then slap me
There's more to life, I′m better than that
I′m trying to lift you up instead of settin' you, settin′ you back
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
It's good game, man, I wouldn′t tell you nothing
That wasn't good for you though
That wasn′t going to help you grow
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
This is MURS and 9th wonder signin' off
And you know we do it, we do, we do it realistic
So it's his wife and my momma and my girlfriend and we goin′ home
That′s it, no party, no after party, no crystal, no hoes
Just me and my morano, goin' home
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
Yeah, I just want to announce right now
That I am the realest rapper in the whole world
′Cause I got my momma in here with me
New face of America, you fools lack character
The first dude to pick up the mic and embarrass ya
Bare facts, I'm tearing up tracks
Ya game ain′t there homie
Just lay back, relax, kick up your feet
And watch the world rock to this new beat
I'm talkin' ′bout peace, I′m talkin' ′bout change
Ain't talkin′ 'bout beef, ain′t talkin' 'bout chains
I represent the streets from whence I came
Never been a loser, don′t need no gangs
Don′t need no guns, I take these drums
And make the darkest day of your life seem fun
Lovin' life, I plug in mics
And show the mainstream that these thugs ain′t tight
I'm twice the man that these boys will never be
MURS 3: 16, legendary MC
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
I′ve been around man and I'm gonna be around
Till I′m gonna be around
So when you see me around, respect me
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
Man, the truth will set you free, just give it a try
You ain't truly livin' if you livin′ a lie, naw
Man, I swear to God
There ain′t never been a rapper on the earth this hard
I love my momma, stay away from the drama
Try to work my way through it if I ever had a problem
I say my prayers to the man upstairs
And if G's go to heaven then I gotta be there
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
Look, rest in peace Derick Martin 45 Tamiko
I′ma see you when I get there
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
I'm in love right now and it feels so good
To find a girl like mom and you wish you could
Say I′m so soft, say I ain't hood
Say it to my face, man, I wish you would
And I′m smilin' in the press
Got all this money and you lookin' so depressed
Angry and mad, man, I′m happy as hell
Might get a job if this record don′t sell
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
What? Burger King? McDonalds?
Better yet, Best Buy or Target
At least I'll get a discount
Oh well, I′ll be employee of the month
You'll never see your boy on the tube with gold fronts
That ain′t me, it never was
You gotta do you and let it do what it does
I'ma be happy, fame won′t trap me
Catch me doin' this for the money then slap me
There's more to life, I′m better than that
I′m trying to lift you up instead of settin' you, settin′ you back
What do we do, baby?
Do, baby
It's good game, man, I wouldn′t tell you nothing
That wasn't good for you though
That wasn′t going to help you grow
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
This is MURS and 9th wonder signin' off
And you know we do it, we do, we do it realistic
So it's his wife and my momma and my girlfriend and we goin′ home
That′s it, no party, no after party, no crystal, no hoes
Just me and my morano, goin' home
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And if you just breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
And you must breakthrough
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