Break it down
Hopsin Lyrics
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Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Now may I kick a flow for y'all
That's slow and raw
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off
But first, I'd like to give a little toast to all
Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
Back to my original topic
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with Hopsin
On that real rap shit man forget the impostors
Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished
Now I'm a make them regret this shit
Bringing back all the elements
Making these fellas swell up
And tell them that fucking hell is hit
I got to focus though
And come down on all my zoning's yo
Because I'm prone to blow
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
I told you folks that it's over
So go and roll up your soldiers
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus
I'm so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed
And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
I'd like to bust another verse if I may
The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain
So don't be tryna run up puttin me in headlocks mayne
It's like I pin em like a poster, get em and ya roast em
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him
I toast em, bury them in an oasis
Then write a book on how I did it like OJ did (stupid stupid)
I'm that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to
With a middle finger in the sky screaming "Fuck school"
You don't want your child bumping Hop? Nigga fuck you
Who's a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose
Girl, why you acting so passionate?
You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt
Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do
I ain't got to fuck with all the high tech shit
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I guess it's how I was raised, and now I get paid
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage
Assassin who has a passion
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em
Beat em, flee em then feed em to Muselina
I seem to be the most heated speaker
I'll defeat your leader
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Y'all knowing he a beast (what!)
How the fuck am I supposed to act?
The west coast is back!
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
Break it down (down down down down...)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what
In "Break It Down," Hopsin kicks a slow and raw flow that's directed at both imposters and those who believe the West Coast has fallen off. In the first verse, Hopsin casts a toast to those who lost their souls in rap flows while at the same time calling for them to forget the imposters and get with him on that real rap shit. Hopsin takes a moment to call out those who destroyed hip hop, saying mission accomplished. He plans on making them regret their actions and bringing back all the elements to make these fellas swell up and tell them that f---ing hell has been hit. He focuses on destroying all of his lyric chromosomes, thinking that it's over, and tells people to roll up their soldiers and leave like hocus pocus. In the last verse, Hopsin talks about how he was raised and now, the club plays his music. He's not into using high tech shit and makes it known that he isn't a fan of people trying to put him in a headlock. He also highlights his habit of smashing faggots, confessing to being a dashing rapping savage assassin who has a passion for beating people up. Hopsin seems to become heated as he speaks and will defeat the leader before he flees and feeds them to Muselina. In the end, he talks about how he's supposed to act and ends the song with a statement saying the West Coast is back.
Line by Line Meaning
Break it down (down down down down...)
Let's start and break down this beat
Gotta get up (get up), say what
You have to get pumped up and say what
Get up (get up), say what
Get excited and say what again
Now may I kick a flow for y'all
Can I start freestyling for everyone here?
That's slow and raw
It's a slower and unrefined style of rap
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off
This is for anyone who thinks the West Coast rap scene is dead
But first, I'd like to give a little toast to all
Before we begin, let's cheers to everyone here
Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
To anyone who got lost in rap music in general
Back to my original topic
Let's get back to why I'm here
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with Hopsin
Don't listen to the fake rappers, listen to Hopsin
On that real rap shit man forget the impostors
Forget the fake rappers, Hopsin is the real deal
Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished
You fake rappers destroyed hip hop and completed your mission, congrats
Now I'm a make them regret this shit
I'm going to make them regret what they did to hip hop
Bringing back all the elements
Bringing back all the true elements of real rap music
Making these fellas swell up
Making these fake rappers jealous
And tell them that fucking hell is hit
I'm going to let them know that they messed up big time
I got to focus though
I need to stay focused
And come down on all my zoning's yo
I need to get my mind in the right space to create good music
Because I'm prone to blow
Because I might lose my temper
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
And ruin my rap lyrics
I told you folks that it's over
I've already said that fake rap is over
So go and roll up your soldiers
I urge you to go and gather your crew
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus
Now disappear like magic
I'm so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed
I'm so talented but no one notices it
And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is
Now I'm about to get even more famous
I'd like to bust another verse if I may
Can I rap another verse?
The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
The mess I made made other rappers mad at me
I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain
I'm a little crazy and anything you say affects me
So don't be tryna run up puttin me in headlocks mayne
Don't come here trying to fight me
It's like I pin em like a poster, get em and ya roast em
I treat them like a poster and roast them in my lyrics
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him
When it comes to dissing others with words, don't approach me
I toast em, bury them in an oasis
I defeat them and leave them in the middle of nowhere
Then write a book on how I did it like OJ did (stupid stupid)
Then write a book about how great I am at dissing others
I'm that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to
I'm the new rapper that all the kids will idolize
With a middle finger in the sky screaming "Fuck school"
I'm rebellious and don't care for school
You don't want your child bumping Hop? Nigga fuck you
If you don't want your child listening to Hopsin, then forget you
Who's a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose
Who is a better role model? Let your son decide
Girl, why you acting so passionate?
Why are you acting overly excited?
You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women
You're smiling at me as if I prefer overweight women
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt
Go dance over there with your big butt
Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut
You know what? Forget it, let's have sex
Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops
I'm still the same rapper and still use the same music software
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do
Play my music in the club and see how girls react to it
I ain't got to fuck with all the high tech shit
I don't need to mess with expensive music equipment
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I keep it simple and cook up my next hit
I guess it's how I was raised, and now I get paid
I guess this is how I was brought up and now I make a lot of money
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day
I just write some nonsense and it only takes a few hours
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
I just listen to a beat and it inspires me
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely
My music has a deeper meaning if you pay attention
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
I enjoy hurting other people, especially those I dislike
In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage
In fact, I'm a stylish, fierce rapper
Assassin who has a passion
I am passionate and deadly
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em
To watch them, read their expressions, and then take them down
Beat em, flee em then feed em to Muselina
Beat them, run away and then let Mussolini deal with them
I seem to be the most heated speaker
I seem to be the most intense rapper
I'll defeat your leader
I'll beat the best rapper in your group
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
I'll take your girlfriend and then leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Hopsin is a devilish figure
Y'all knowing he a beast (what!)
You all know that he's unstoppable
How the fuck am I supposed to act?
How am I supposed to behave in this situation?
The west coast is back!
The West Coast rap scene is back and alive
Contributed by Alyssa P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.