(chorus) (G. Salah)

Let's break it down...

Let's break it down...

Let's break it down...

Let's break it down, break it down x2



verse 1 (India)

Now it's India, India, I get into ya, styles I got plenty 'a

I'm bout it bout it, you know my ones stay crowded

Fuck around and doubt it, and get that ass louded

The future me, 2003, ultra magnetic, this MC... (MCs, MCs, MCs freeze)

I'm not afraid of you niggas, I'm ready for the masses

I keep it tight like spandex do asses

Palmer's cocoa butter for the ashes, while Chanel laces up my lashes

Uh oh no, stop! It don't get hot because I locked it

Got it, give me 6 million like you gave Tupac it

Hot forever 'coz that's how I plotted



(chorus)



verse 2 (G. Salah)

I'm that R rated nigga from the films with mistique

With taste from the hamptoms but still street

Don't sleep I reach the ghetto to elite

Blessed with the vocals gifted with the feet

Pretty nigga, pearly white teethe

I can't for now 'coz my mind says from Asia

I'm unreachable, fuck a portable and pager

Made nigga, no time for posin', leavin' niggas like Moses

Front and get swollen The black italian G. Salah the chosen

I beat you down with love get you stuck frozen

'Coz I talk shit like caches, and I backs it

Can you match this my magic

Catcy like habits, digest and swallow

The G. Salah tablet baby, wah you beautiful



(chorus)



verse 3 (MC Lyte)

I resonate like 808s but with a ill tone

Lyte the oddesy, full blown