Broken - Intellectual

[Intro: Journalist 103]

We're gonna do a practice round real quick

(Heart being broken)

Yo (Broken)

One of the realest niggas in your life (Broken)

(Heart being broken)

IronFist motherfucker (Broken)

Yo (Broken)

[Verse 1: Journalist 103]

I’ve been summoned to give you a hurting truth

So you're bound to get addicted the second I’m in the booth

I think its 'bout time I get loose

So you can get a realisation in your mind of what a soldier can do

A trained professional, I studied the art of verbs

With the [?] of a predicate makes my actions superb

Take a breather I’m sprinting on jogging men

I’ve flown seventy miles and they ain’t close to my second wind

Journalist ya' hear it, that’s one hell of a title

103’s the reason you join your choir recitals

Life signs get vital and violations I’ve made

To attack stews which pays when charging it to the game

In rap now-a-days, getting fucked is a common practice

If you know what I know best pack you a prophylactic

Revolve your six shots I choose to be automatic

And lick a hot sixteen bars something to rap with

[Chorus: Proof & Mu]

(You getting broke up) For fucking with killers out of your league

(Don't choke up) For saying some shit that you didn't mean

(Glad you woke up)'Cause there's no way you could ever see

Your man living reality while you living the dream

(You getting broke up) For fucking with killers out of your league

(Don't choke up) For saying some shit that you didn't mean

(Glad you woke up)

[Verse 2: MU]

I’m just an average cat, born in the back of a black hatchback

With a [?] and noting some wack rap acts

And if you the type of person that can’t appreciate that

Then you can just scrap it out with this Mac 10

I talk shit 'cause I can

Pretty smart guy with ignorant friends that's awfully quick with his hands man

In other words what I’m sayin'

Don’t ever fuck with a man with a match and aerosol cans stuck in his pants

Get a life, get a hustle, get a job, get a meal

Get away from me, quit chasin' me, get a deal

Girls tell me that I seem conceded

So here’s your confidence back, along with some game, you seem to need it

I had a fag slapped, 'cause he came up to me with his backpack

Saying my album was wack 'cause it wasn’t abstract

That’s that cat from befo'

He got mad 'cause he couldn’t take a picture with me after the show

I suggest you put your ego in check

We don’t make threats and hide behind a email address

Ask Hex we’ll find you, show up to your office out in Pineview

And put a hole in ya, big enough to throw a swine through

I’m a first round draft pick

Spittin' fire at you half wits melting plastic glasses to ashes

I can master any craft crafted, hotter than acid

Give me a beat and I’ll give you a classic

[Chorus: Proof & Mu]

(You getting broke up) For fucking with killers out of your league

(Don't choke up) For saying some shit that you didn't mean

(Glad you woke up)'Cause there's no way you could ever see

Your man living reality while you living the dream

(You getting broke up) For fucking with killers out of your league

(Don't choke up) For saying some shit that you didn't mean

(Glad you woke up)

[Verse 3: Proof]

Everybody light your lighters (WOOF)

Big Proof I right the writers, snipe the biters

Blow your chest to bits

To get rid of you like P.E. did Professor Griff, ain’t no fresh gift

Than the immortal warlord who gon' knock me down

Bitch I’ll make your punk ass fall off like Foxy Brown

Who gon' stop me now, I’m doper than the veins on Bobby Brown

Twist a niggas neck round and round, pound for pound

No equivalent illegitimate

Mic stalkers make them shit a brick Illiterate

Counterfeit style soakers, please them with their mouths open

(Flash!) Now they mouth’s broken

The flame is hot the names is got to stop

The fame is not to sustain the spot to plot

In the battle Proof not name to drop

I’m iller than the trigger finger that was aimed at 'Pac

[Outro]

Heart being broken, broken, broken