4 Shadows...

[Intro]

Yea, grindin on the microphone

Squares are sleeping kings on thrones

You betta break bread nigga

Shit, niggas think everythings alright cuz Jay-Z got a hoop team huh?

And you can buy a Vegas set on a LA backlot?

Please man, look around

Niggas still need it

Strugglin', strivin', strugglin', strivin'

Strugglin', strivin', strugglin', strivin'

Strugglin', strivin', strugglin', strivin'

Betta break bread niggas

[Verse 1: Palaceer Lazaro]

Due to the fall and collapse of the fly by these so called "ballers" who rap

I twist my bass till it stack don't stall so its not to fall through the trap

To be an MC is a pact, not an act / and in fact its an honor

React to / my styles they'll charm you

They whack, so dance cuz this way bomber than that

I cruise one arm out the 'lac the alarms on my lap

Ain't no turning back to / the way things was

I adapt to / pimp styles thats new when I'm getting at you

And every nigga fact is a actual / recognize the cash rule so it's only natural

Since you getting it

They gonna come and tap you / they gonna have the gats too When they coming at you

[Chorus]

To break bread nigga, bread nigga, bread nigga, bread

Bread nigga, bread nigga, bread nigga, bread

Bread nigga, bread nigga, bread nigga, bread

Bread nigga

[Verse 2: Silk]

Yes, you got it dude, some say I'm rude

Great for food no change in the attitude

Peep your passion I ain't never been mad at you

Actually, I'm far beyond gratitude

To ya'll cats that are way back that's on you

Hit the hood man gats on you

For my real my nigga it be easier to break bread

It's a shame the lames are tossed up

Got the game crossed up

Real bosses boss up

Create the domino effect if you're smart

Noah mission would've been pointless with no animal on the arc

So you need ya folks, at least a little bit

You would've been nothing, without the little shit

You a soldier but ya'll ain't real yet

Come on man, right

It just be easier my nigga to break bread

My best advice, it ain't gotta be ya last but you can sacrifice

You don't know where it came from what kinda ruin are you?

Little cornball dumb-dumb

Hit ya with the 40 cal. til ya body numb

No problem have my goons rob 'em

Shoulda gave back broke bread with the cats and the dogs on the block

Now what nigga?

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