[Verse 1: GZA]
Come and get some, you want none
Y'all n***as wanna bring it, get done
Flashback, '88 rag top Volvo
Was one court solo, slash for logos
200 hyenas roam the arena
Scheming on a truck Chevy, quick to rush every
Criminal mental, satanic pen pal
Wild style on your wax for ten thou'
Most notable hip-hop quotable
Seen many when only one got a show to do
Floor soaking wet with the drinks and dance sweat
Tell me which click got the deadliest handset
I make the mic pump, force make your feet stomp
Murderous beats move like rope for you to jump
In the two-inch, tighten with the Wu wrench
None qualifying ass-n***as be Jon Bentz
Spin the reel, 'nough vegetables on the grill
Got a deal, no return with the broke shield

[Chorus: GZA]
Yo, Breaker, Breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all n***as wanna shine, get offline
Can't rhyme, get offline
Breaker, Breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all n***as wanna shine, get offline
[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
Yo, I use and abuse all groups and crews
I can't lose, straight up and down, I'm bad news
Like the bears, we folks come under the stairs
Pack a hand trigger, scared n***as don't dare
From the rear, I smash through like a John Deer
Plant a bomb in your ear then disappear
With the speed that'll reach Mach 5
N***as pop jive, that's why they on the opposite side
Dick riders tryna make their way inside
Boy analyze, my camp be amplified
Certified live, right before your third-eye
Supply the mental high for the fiendish
Through the intervenus, see it like a widescreen zenith
Got sweetness, wanna show me her cleavage
Leave it to the specialist, leave your wig split
Leaving no witness, it's a mean business
We mean business, invest in cream
'Til my exit screen, I stay plotting on my next scheme

[Break: Masta Killa]
Next scheme

[Verse 3: Masta Killa]
Blessed with the art to pierce and shoot dart
I toke the bass, took your treble to the Rebel
Allah Just, embraced his face with the metal
Danger, who opened the door to the chamber?
Let this n***a run out wild with the banger
Hip-hop socialize, inner pride
Snubs in the club, twenty wizards
About 300 n***as inching your square
Or could it be the armory?
Fifty-two low hand, touch the ground, strike his knee
Pass the heat to my man
Windmill backhand bust your nose gland, mic stand
Might crash a wild fan
The aqua City of Atlantis, mantis, flying locusts
Surround the oppose, a bomb only has one time to explode
I blow and break and quake your whole state
Throw the shit on DAT and make me a fucking tape
[Chorus]
Breaker, Breaker 1-9, you can't rhyme
Y'all n***as wanna shine, get offline
Can't rhyme, get offlne