Broken [Proof]

歌詞

Where gonna do a practice round real quick Heartbeat Broken (Yo) Broken (One of the realest niggas in your life) Broken Heartbeat Broken (Hide your fists motherfucker) Broken (Yo) Broken [Journalist] I've been summoned to give you a hurting truth So you bound to get addicted the second I'm in the roof I think its bout time I get loose So you can get a realisation in your mind of what a soldier can do A trained professional, I studied the art of words With the (??) of a predicate makes my actions absurd Take a breather I'm sprinting on (??) man I've (??) seventy miles and they close to my (??) Journalist ya hear it that's one hell of a title Well a (??) and ill join your choir (??) Life signs get vital and violations I'm made to attack stews get blazed that (??) And back in our days getting fucked is a common practise If you know what I knew that's (??) Revolve six shots I choose to be automatic And make a hot sixteen bars something to rap with [Proof & Journalist] Proof: Getting broke up Journalist: For fucking with killers out in the (??) Proof: Don't choke up Journalist: For saying some shit that you didn't mean Proof: Glad you woke up Journalist: Cus there's no way you could ever see a man living reality while you live in a (??) Proof: Getting broke up Journalist: For fucking with killers out in the (??) Proof: Don't choke up Journalist: For saying some shit that you didn't mean Proof: Glad you woke up [Mu] I'm just an average cat Born in the back of a black hatch back with a (??) and (??) And if you can't appreciate that then you can just scrap it out with this mac 10 I talk shit cus I can, pretty smart guy with ignorant (??) and awful quick with his hands man In other words what I'm sayin, don't ever fuck with a man with a match and aerosol cans stuck in his pants Get a life, get a hustle, get a job, get a meal, get away from me, quite chasin me, get a deal Girls tell me that I seem conceded, so here's your confidence back, along with some game you seem to need it I had a fag slapped cus he came up to me with his backpack and said my albums was wack Cus it wasn't abstract, that's that (??) from before He got mad cus he couldn't take a picture with me after the show I said yes you put your ego in check, we don't make threats and hide behind a email address Ask hex we'll fine you, show up to your office in (??) and put a hole in ya, big enough to throw a swine through I'm a first round draft pic, spittin fire at you half wits meltin plastic glasses to ashes I can master any craft crafted, hotter than acid, give me a beat and I'll give you a classic [Proof & Journalist] Proof: Getting broke up Journalist: For fucking with killers out in the (??) Proof: Don't choke up Journalist: For saying some shit that you didn't mean Proof: Glad you woke up Journalist: Cus there's no way you could ever see a man living reality while you live in a (??) Proof: Getting broke up Journalist: For fucking with killers out in the (??) Proof: Don't choke up Journalist: For saying some shit that you didn't mean Proof: Glad you woke up [Proof] Everybody light your lighters, Big Proof I write the (??) snipe the biters Blow your chest to bits, to get rid of you like (??) did professor (??) Ain't no (??) than the award award lord who gone knock me down Bitch I'll make your punk ass fall of like (??) Who gone stop me now, I'm doper than the veins on Bobby Brown Break a niggas neck round and round, puff a pound No equivalent illegitimate (??) make them shit a brick Illiterate counterfeit style soakers Please don't put these miles open Flash! Now they miles broken, the flame is hot the names is got to stop The fame is not to sustain the spot to plot In the battle Proof not name the drop Iller than the trigger finger that was aimed at Pac X6 Heartbeat broken Broken Broken