Break Your Heart Lyrics

• First rule of writing: show don’t tell
• So show me, don’t tell me
• I know you think that your cold flow’s healthy, I disagree
• You’re ignorantly living if you don’t know self
• So if you’re rapping in a ???? shell
• Then it’s back to the dojo, hold don’t sell
• I’m more drawn to the stories that hobos tell
• And better times that arise when you owe no wealth
• Cause I know that
• And if your flow don’t gel to the beat then you’re old hat
• I’m sure you roam roads nightly
• And wouldn't fight me, you’d knife me
• Slice me, stand me in a toast rack
• It wasn't edgy in the Naughties
• But now it’s all trife, same old story it’s boring
• What’s raw? The door’s open
• How about we step through it?
• I’m at a rap gig sitting at the back napping
• My barometer will wobble for a shit storm
• Not a potter muggy kid’s talk, rickshaw swinging
• Slip few pieces missing from the jigsaw
• Here’s a tip: keep lips zipped more
• It’s like watching flipping chicks brawl
• It’s never pretty in any city
• Grim thoughts spark nights out vibes overboard
• Like decency and good feelings hopped off this seesaw
• To be truthful, I might do too much thinking
• For a while back there I stopped listening
• But now I listen in a few cats killing it
• But more than a few crass idiots exude mass ignorance
• We've let ‘em through, I've moved back witnessing
• I’m mad tired of just making excuses like UK hip hop’s good
• Gotta find the gems, go back 5 or 10 years, what exactly?
• No more passive Adam, my verb’s active
• Sorry if I’m being didactic
• Been building a while, chest muscles need relaxing
• Been chewing on this ish all day like a matchstick
• Spark it off brickwork, make flame
• Put it to the kindling I sling under a waste name
• Here’s another thing: what’s with all the gay hate?
• It’s a waste of air talk page brain space
• Even close mans are on some live and let live tip
• If a man digs men, why do you give a shit?
• Bring up my sexual practice, I flex from an index that’s two red holes in your chest from a nipple twist
• And I won’t say what my practice is
• See what imagination will do
• It’s as relevant as having sweet or savory tooth's, right?
• And I’m a pudding man, what?
• I like a crumble and custard
• You wanna rumble you fuck wits?
• I got culinary muscles too
• I swing with my inner child, I got a bigger smile
• You’ll probably see it when I run at you
• I put it down and I look around for something new, something fresh
• Something cool, nah scrap cool
• Just anything to move me
• I moved to a new scene, it did me good
• Jumped my boundaries like you probably wished you could
• Suck a lemon in a good way
• Cleanse palate, look straight
• Maybe even take down your hood mate, chill at home
• I sound like a prick, I know
• I wouldn't either believe, go figure holmes
• Just this box that we’re in isn't getting any bigger though
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• I didn't want to
• I just had to
• Cause I consume this music
• And I produce this music
• I look around and see cats abusing this music
• I just wanna be moved by music

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