MC Blance - Break!

I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace, look
I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place (You know it's gonna be) on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace

I was away, just working away
Innovative, but I'm not first in the game
Wishing that I wasn't just cursed with the flame
Listen, may as well had been birthed this insane
All of this wizardry
It doesn't mean shit to me
I want the meanest reputation
When it's all done and I'm history

Shit it's been tough and I've had enough
But I still pull up with the shit that's so rough
The shit that's so gruff, I'm calling these bluffs
Local rappers out pretending they're thugs
But I've been so real since day 1
Since high school, there was ain't none
Who was close to me, who could spray some
Straight fire on the fucking page, son

Since the physics class writing Sly Mick
Who'd have thought that shit was from a shy kid
With the nerdy glasses and the ginger hair
Man that shit must have gave my parents a scare
Had the mixtape with the Parrapa cover
I was 14, I was mad for nothing
Now I'm 18, and I'm mad for something
All these years and not once was my rapping suffering

I'll turn the mosh pit to a war zone
Like Travis Scott, rated porno
Like a massive shock to your core, so
You may say you're popping but I'm more so
Look at these credentials
Look at what I'm making, got the meanest pencil
Or typing fingers, cause I'm on the phone
Sold my soul to Satan, bitch I keep it sinful, look

I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace, look
I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace

MC on the beat, cause I'm DIY
Hop on the track and you see 'em die
Can't dislike me, there's no reason why
My twisted mind, no one can see inside
Yeah, do this shit for my health
And I don't need anyone's help
I don't sell beats online
I'd rather sell beats to myself, uh

These haters retreat
Come against me, for anyone that's a trial
Black forces on my feet
Swear I'm not criminal man I just like the style
I know certain people that I just get riled
I know certain people that I could defile
But I don't think anyone could do that to me
Fuck, I'm sure that eventually some will try

I get 'em headbanging like there's no tomorrow
Getting whiplash, bitch I'm so immortal
There's a reference that no-one'll get
I've just got so much to pull on and yet
I'm not even close to finished when I'm in it
I just try and go and win it, when I bring it
Man I just wanna be rhyming out here
Just get energized bro, fuck a conscious lyric, uh

I'll turn the mosh pit to a battleground
Cause I bring the energy my rapping's found
When I got the speakers fucking blasting out
Then you people will see what my track's about
Look at these abilities I've cultivated
Look at all my bangers that these fucks are hating
I don't breathe, I just fucking rap
Know these verses have got you lot suffocating, look

I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace, look
I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, but my path you can't trace

I will not bend, I will not break
Come for my place, on sight to your face
I will not fold, I will not fake
You're watching my moves, I will not break

Written by:
Matthew Blance

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