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Block Party Breaks: Classic Original Breaks & Rare Funk 45s (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Breaks, Vol. 3: Skye Presents the Breaks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Martin & Blane Sing Martin & Blane (Martin & Blane) · All Hell Breaks Loose (Black Star Riders) · United Breaks Nation (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Bedrock Breaks: Fractured (Hyper) · The Killer Breaks Loose (Jerry Lee Lewis) · Mastercuts: Breaks [2001] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Breaks (Kurtis Blow) · Golden Gate Breaks, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


the hell it ain't no use
Got them goin' nowhere blues

Out the front around the corner
Martin Luther shines your shoes
He's preachin' justice
the hell it ain't no use
Got them goin' nowhere blues
Out the front around the corner
Martin Luther shines your shoes
He's preachin' justice and equality
Can't break the chains 
Can't solve the pain 
Can't rhyme problem with reason 

Not taking sides 
Just asking why 
Does the pain eat
of Jawbreaker as the perfect
Wedding band let's just hope that Martin Sprouse does not get pissed and
Break his other hand will Odell catch the poison ivy bouquet
break down, we break down, we break down

He's servin' time, locked down
And she don't want nobody to know, 
His daughter twenty five pounds
By
break down, we break down, we break down

He's servin' time, locked down
And she don't want nobody to know, 
His daughter twenty five pounds
By
and Cosby
I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give it everything inside me
Dear diary, the fans still swear by me
Even though I'm
youth (teach the youth)
No crews, who`s who? New day, new rules, do you:
Break bread, wake heads, check heads, half-a-head for steak feds? (check `em)
Niggas used to know me--they don't even recognize me
Yup, the P-5-D is who the repertoire be
Doin' it again just like Poitier and Cosby
I'm like Martin
[Chorus]
Imagine if we could live
Imagine that, imagine that
In this world without hate and prejudice
Stop the violence, break the silence
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
On the streets or on TV
Segregation was the king
Vietnam was full in swing
Martin Luther had to shout
"Let's get out, get out, get out"
The situation sort
[K-Borne]
Half whom, KB, Next Level

No need be uncivil or excuse
'Cause I refuse, the power goes
You know my style
We elevate before my break
through that live & grow
Grew up on cinelli beach, yeah right there by that corner store
Right there where them niggas post, drug dealin and blowin drow
The apple gloss on Miami Beach, David Hasselhoff
Hassle me I'm Tim McGraw, I don't pass the ball
Ball hard fourth quarter shoot the lights off
Fast break
wit the top dropped
I see ya flossin' like a boss babe
Oh sugar make me wanna break you off babe

Shawty what it is what's on ya mind?
Ya miss me
name ain't Martin Luther
But I'm considered the king
yo, my beats pumped by the mic I clamp
I don't need an amplifier
my brain is the amp
I got the beats
Imagine full glock clips
I hold a glass of Remy Martin
Gettin' milks by the carton
Extortin' the light weights for thinkin' they important
The night pays
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is
The troubles in the black
once again by Great Britain
This Ime Oulu along with 90 Seas Way Informer and this is the Global Hood News

Where there’s health neglect there’s no
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
not even living they life, they just staring in they iPhone screens
By any means necessary
Rhyming all that's left in you
Better love the ones next
to the lawn, out there
She kicked me hard, to the grill
With one of them, Doc Martin heels
Murderas, you know how that feels
Your lip be out there
Time
life, by the judicial system, (run nigga run) 

by the white folks or even the black folks that think they white 

(even the haters) 

Martin Luther
beeper
See we teachers, and soon as you break fast, class had started
Some of you will fall short in yo mission to be tha hardest
Now retarted mean slow,