Shle Berry - Breakdown

Breakdown, yea
Breakdown, down
Breakdown
(Down)
Breakdown, yea
Breakdown, down
Breakdown
(Down)

Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)

Yea, uh
I'm at war with a girl that I know so well
Never been sure but I sure won't tell
I'm down on my luck
And the pain don't mix
Dodging the punch she knows all of my tricks
But look, I won't take it back
Draw my rage
Paint it black
Been through hell, I made it back
They gave me hope, I gave it back
I'm the underdog and I embrace that
But my speed is up so I'm paced at
(Speed is up so I'm paced at)
95 on that 94
I'm just proud as hell I'm in a place that
(Proud as hell I'm in a place that)
I'm self aware and I don't need the clout
But these local rappers can't face that
(Local rappers can't face that)
We reinforce all this bad behavior
Those consequences can't take back (Take back)
Quick to shame imposters
But we never fail to praise one
(Never fail to praise one)
Your shows are always empty
Where the fuck you get them plays from?
(Get them plays from)
I see the rodents saluting the cheese
I been in the gym, I been shooting for free
Remember when no one was rooting for me?
The berries are ripe
And I'm fruiting the tree, yea

Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)

Yea
Little girl you gotta dream big
But gotta know your place
We determine order from below the waist
You got a lot to say but never show your face
Boy, the handbrake couldn't even slow the pace
And I'm on it
I'm so glad I chose (Glad I chose)
Baseball hats and baggy clothes (Baggy clothes)
Open wounds I haven't closed
Broke my mind
But added flows, yea (Added flows)
Feigning I gotta create (Gotta create)
I'm pushing their buttons
I gotta be great (Gotta be great)
Was serving the chips, didn't have any dip
Now I got the fajitas they watching the plate
Same place with the same dudes
You at the same pace
With the same moves
So like why the hell you so bitter now?
A bunch of broken records
With the same views
God damn
I been at it, I have shit they wish they had
(Shit they wish they had)
Throw them bodies in the attic
I've been itching for a stab
(Itching for a stab)
I been more willing to kill 'em
I'm over the feeling
The bag is just sitting there
Might as well fill it
Unleashing the villain
Emotions are spilling
Don't act like you know me when I hit a billy
You bitch

Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I'm not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)

If you speak with authority
If you don't bow down to people
If you speak your mind
If you have a healthy dose of ego
If you're really confident
And really, really passionate
You're a bitch

Written by:
ASHLEY BERRY, MICHAEL BUTLER

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