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Breakdown

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Breakdown was released on October 25, 1994 by Jive as a part of the album Nervous Breakdown

Song Details

AlbumNervous Breakdown

Release DateOctober 25, 1994

LabelJive

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM97

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

FU-Schnickens

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

R. Roachford

Composer

Lennox Maturine

Lennox Maturine

Composer

Rod "KP" Kirkpatrick

Rod "KP" Kirkpatrick

Composer

Roger Troutman

Composer

Larry Troutman

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Rod "KP" Kirkpatrick

Rod "KP" Kirkpatrick

Producer

Ron Allaire

Mixing Engineer

Kerry Crafton

Recording Engineer

Steve Neat

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Breakdown

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

[Verse 2]

I get so busy on the mic with my rhythmic flows

That's bound to leave you braindead when it gets exposed

'Cause the way I could display my style is wicked

So run up to your counters and go and get your tickets

I know you got dreams of roastin' me hop

But I got flavor like the candy in your grocery shop

The dramatical craftmatical soul fanatic, an attic

With a crazy flow that's automatic, throwing lightning bolts

From the sky like Zeus, an old-schooler who drops mathematics

Like a ruler or protractor, you don't have no knack to

Hang with me 'cause with the skill you see I'm no actor

The shit is real, home slice, so bring your own dice

So we can roll, win or lose, I'm taking all your gold

Punch you in your eye and come raid your town

With a sound full of spunk as we break you down 'cause it's

[Verse 3]

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

[Verse 4]

Ah, ah, ah, achoo, what to do? Timbuk-one , Timbuk-two

I can't see a thing like Mr. Magoo

This sniffling (Ah, ah, ah), co-, co-, co-, co-, coughing, ah-choo

Stuffy naughty nappy Jack in the box

Dreadlocks rocks, so na, hiccup, na

Hiccup, what's up, Doc? Oops, shiver me Timberland boots

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, shucks, yo, now I, hiccup, now I, hiccup

Got the hiccups and I rips up

Many tracks, jumping Jehosaphat, don't maketh a sound

I see wabbit tracks like thunder and lightning

My style frightening, can't you tell? I'm loco, ooh

They don't know me very well

So I lumps 'em, bruise 'em with black eyes

And stitches, dem mad 'cause we went from rags to riches

Now my scruples, I lose 'em, damage, I do some

I'm two-faced-ed, so call me the gruesome twosome

I got secrets Bo 'em don't know like Yoko 'em, oh

No, I'm changing visions blurry so call me, um , Quasimodo

Yo, I'll switch up, hiccup, switch up, hiccup, switch up, cough

With or without the hiccups 'cause

MCs quickly pick up then I freaks my FU-Schnicks style, wild

On the microphone, yo, peep it, and I freaks it, hiccup, freaks it, hiccup

When I speaks it with my drunken technique

I'll make you pips squeak but know it's back to the lagoon

Way up shits creek and don't sleep when it's time to creep

We roll mad deep and if the shit gets kinda thick

Here comes the 5-6 fleet to break you down

[Verse 5]

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

[Verse 6]

The funk makes me tipsy, not the whiskey, yo

And this be the funkdafied horrah and tomorrah I feel tipsier

The blur in my eyes rectifies

That the funk freaked me, so peep me as I speak thee grammah

I rocks my bandanna, shaved my head clean

And on more screens than Vanna White

Owls I roll when I write

Then light the spliff, now it's time to recite a verse

A hearse you'll be leaving in, believe me when I say what I feel

And it's real, not like T.V. and science fiction, my addiction

Is the funk with more fumes than a skunk

Plus a pile of junk so check the sound

[Verse 7]

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

The flow will break you down

(Bet the flow will break you down)

[Verse 8]

(Bet the flow will break you down)

(Bet the flow will break you down)

(Bet the flow will break you down)

(Bet the flow will break you down)

(Bet the flow will break you down)

Written by: David Spradley, Garry Marshall Shider, George Clinton, Jr., Larry Troutman, Lennox Maturine, R. Roachford, Rod "KP" Kirkpatrick, Roderick Lemont Kirkpatrick, Roger Troutman

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