I Breaks 'em Off Lyrics - Coolio

Verse 1: 

Yeah I run rings around your crew like a track star 

So stay back far 

You better understand who the macks are 

A brand new invention is my intention 

Been rappin so long some say I should get a pension 

Ain't no tension 

If I forgot to mention 

I rock rhymes over beats for salary and commission 

I got it all figured out like Columbo 

I'll drop you like Dumbo 

Your album is weak, and so is your video 

Or should I say wackeo 

Your girl is a tacky hoe 

Go back to slangin rocks and leave rappin to Coolio 

It's the all assmatic, tongue acrobatic, loc 

Used to be smoked out recovered crack addict 

I'll dip you in some sauce, fool, I'm the boss 

And I still be sending busters to Harris & Ross 

You, gotta pay the cost I refuse to take a loss 

So I spit like I feel it and dust your junky ass off 

Chorus, Repeat 3X: 

I break 'em off 

I break 'em all off 

Verse 2: 

I got to keep on the real 

With my hands on the steel 

Cause we all understand we got to die one day 

But, everybody knows we got to rise to the top 

And the mission don't stop till the casket drop 

I'm protected by the tech 

And the teflon vest 

And we earn that respect 

Cause we worked so hard so put that needle on the record 

And everybody check it, cause I never been affected 

By what they say 

It's been a whole lot of years since I shed tears 

For my fears I downed case loads of beers and drank jack with my peers 

So never let it be said that I fronted a fake 

I keep the treble in my highs and lows in my bass 

So feel the affect of the wine and funk 

But you gotta have hustle which can vibrate you funk 

City to alley to valley hood and block 

You know I got the sound to break 'em off 

Chorus, Repeat 7X: 

I came back from the Congo as Return Of The Jedi 

I smoke the spinach and you get popped in your ezzye 

Watch me do this 

You take a ass whoopin like Brutus 

My rhymes will sound like Buddah, like Olive Oil is skinny and Whimpee 

Sea Hag don't never tempt me 

Get up on the funk so you can feel the simpy 

I can do the rope-a-dope 

And steal a base like Davey Lopes 

And bring more hope back to the hood than the Pope 

So, drink some Scope and try to feel sure 

See, if you can endure 

The pressure that's put on your 

But your soggy ass don't stay crunchy in milk 

That's why your cap get peeled, yeah, you're soft as silk 

It's time to seperate the real from the fake 

You shaky like Jake 

And your game always get exposed when you perpetrate 

Check the Times and the Post 

This is straight west coast 

And when I break it off you know it's broke 

Chorus, Repeat 7.5 times 

This is straight west coast!