I'mma Break It Down - Edited

My alternative, is to juice up the radio

Takin' out profanity, so they can play it though

Listen to the hell of a kick, and the hi-hat

Go into the record store, say ya gonna buy that

The E is connected to the A and the Z

Ya say Y, so that's how it'll be

Stack it up on material made of hits

Takin' my time wit' each line, to make sure it fit

Push play on the instrumental that's recorded

Step on stage, and I'm suddenly awarded

Some sort of trophy appeared like a plaque

And some hell of a screams from the girls in the back

Takin' a bow, 'cause I got style

Never at the bottom, always, on the top of the pile

You always see me on top, even though I'm short

Guaranteed to help, when I walk on the court

So get up, make some noise for the gangsta clap

Don't attempt to laugh, I'm not a pranksta

I'm serious, creatin' my sound

So quit playin' around, 'cause I'mma break it down

Last time, I was takin' my time with this

But other suckas, were makin' a rhyme with this

I had to change the tempo, and make it hyper

While they was rottin', I was gettin' riper

Ready to go, like never before

Givin' you more, because I'm ready to score

Ren is my buddy, you can tell I say it often

Helpin' me destroy the suckas that's soft, an'

Curin' diseases, my rhyme pleases

Florida Key, I ball seven seas is

This is a doctrine, and I'm locked in

I made up my mind, and I think I'm gonna rock then

You got beaches, chill and I'mma put'cha

To freeze after I'll cut ya, cause I'mma butcher

And sell ya half price, and then out ya go

Cause a percentage on pork bellies, are very low

Messin' with a gun wit' bullets, ya get hurt

Like I said before, ya get rushed to the dirt

I'm not a law man, but I'mma raw man

(But you're the dopest one I ever saw man!)

I keep droppin' it, pound for pound

And when I'm on the mic, I always throw down

To keep y'all dancin' to my funky sound

So listen up, 'cause I'mma break it down

Now look at me, and not at the poster

And you could see right off I got the most of

The talent, experience, or a trade

And complements for the rhyme that's made

Top song of the day is this one

So, pick another artist, and dis one

I got the ballot of the chosen vote

'Cause I don't need water to clear my throat

Come from the Ren, the show, I'm like dancin'

Nasty like, and the girls are like glancin'

Wantin' to get with me, is routine

Keepin' 'em sprung, but still stayin' mean

Can ya resist this? Man, I don't think so

Once I start writin' away, I let the ink go

Comin' up with songs, like hit after hit

'Cause this legit, and yours ain't s—t

Makin' the sound, so dope, 'cause I'm a genius

But you're amazed, 'cause ya happy ya seen this

Brother go crazy on wax

Flowin' away, like if I was on the sax

Doin' a solo in the shade of a spotlight

Relax and chill, while you're uptight

Pumpin' up the funky sounds

Yo you should know it's common sense that the E is gonna

Break it down