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Breakin' the Rules Lyrics

featuring DJ Premier

[Billy Danze]
Yeah check it out y'all. Firing Squad n****. (First Family)

Yeah Firing Squad n****. Check it out. (First Family)

The name's Bill (What up Bill?)

I'ma semi automatic addict for real

Before you test me

Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is s**y

I put you m************ back on the ?rip?

Tip and get the split in a n****'s s***

(Ain't nothin changed) I take you m************ back to รข??86

And get to dumpin off a clip

(You know the game) You want to test me? (You gotta)

Let your time be, there's a long line of n***** that's ready to wrong

me, I put my foot down firmly

Stick the nose of my gun in some s*** that don't concern me

And most dudes don't like the way I rap

The brown-skinned cat with a helluva fast step, yep

Berkuance, (Retreat!)

I would never be disconnected from these streets

Its deep, as the (ocean!) and my (potion!)

Is to (know when!) to spit fire, n**** *echoes*

The rules of the m************ game

Chorus: DJ Premier (M.O.P.)

Here it is: ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)

When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)

Cause some cats be fakin the move

In other words, breakin the rules! (STOP THAT!)

We make ghetto music (ROCK THAT!)

When it drop, if its proper (COP THAT!)

Cause some cats be fakin the move
In other words, breakin the rules!

[Lil' Fame]

Make way, b****, I'm coming through

I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the f*** are you?

y'all n***** be, listenin to that false information

Here your ?-ation

Thugs know home team from the BK and move n*****

Run with them guns bust off like John Woo

Try to sabatoge the game, I'ma start somethin

Try to sabatoge my name, I'ma start dumpin!

Why do f****** m************ act like y'all don't be known?

Fizzy Wo, n****, going for broke

So when you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic

Automatic and will make your ship sink like the t**anic

Now that I know, that you against me

And you *click*, you *click*, you against me, too

Tell his man, to tell his man, work out another master plan

Cause I'ma blast a man, what?

Chorus

[Billy Danze]
Allow me to express my deepest sympathy

To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the penalty

I begged him not to f*** with me (I tried)

He didn't listen

So they found his a** missin

Put my barrel in the back of his mouth

And knocked his head out do or dead, now

Cold, he actually thought I would fold

So I tore him a new hole, word to n****'s soul!

[Lil' Fame]

When I jump off, or I dump off, about eight rounds

Holdin my spot down, I'ma knock down, about eight clowns

n****, don't you ever f*** around

With the four-pound token

Bonified thugster (what!) Brownsville slugger

Ex-mugger, for your knucka, bucka, bucka

b**** m***********! (f*** ya)

You musta bought a ? in the heart

Flinch and I'ma tear your a** apart

Come on, straight like that, n****

Firing Squad, n****. Ha-ha-hah. Hundred years and runnin. Yeah, one of

my m*********** men, Flipper the Ripper. why'know what I'm sayin, my

n**** City, Teflon. Firing Squad, n****. For life *echoes* Yeah

*echoes.

*beat to fade*
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