This is a song about "I breaks it down to the bone bristle"

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That breaks the camel back

So loud it breaks the stero. i bust your eardrums and you try to

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Like catabolism who just breaks down the door

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

It’s something that’s in your veins

Fuck it when my pencil breaks

When when the economy of america breaks

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

It annoys me to the point of clawing arm and bone to reach a mental zone

I'll be waiting at the top ready to knock it down

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Ugly mothafucka lookin like the it clown, when i stand up to the mic just sit down

I had my life turned around but the white flag ain't down, looks like we're going back around