Breakout!

[Pre-Chorus: Samad Savage]
Doh!
(*humming*)
Doh!
(*humming*)

[Chorus: RO-B. Z., Samad Savage]
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out, woo!
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out
I'mma break out!

[Verse 1: RO-B. Z., Samad Savage]
(Doh!) Breakout like acne
Everybody been talking, but don't @ me
Tryna build a box of their goals to trap me, then attack me
Nah, I ain't fuckin' with that!
I know the way that I act displeases you, but matter of fact
Why don't you get up off of my ass
And why don't you change the way that you act? 'Cause
This verse is dedicated to everybody who can’t be bothered to help a passion grow
This verse is dedicated to everybody who takes the weird kids and force them to conform
This verse is dedicated to the psychiatrists who classify creativity as ADHD
And all the people who curb all talent so it don't interfere with their beliefs
To you, I say, "Fuck y'all, y'all can go and eat a dick"
I-I-I've been around the whole lot of y'all, that it makes me physically sick to my stomach
The way you t-take a dream, and crush it into rubbish
Don’t act like you don't love it, I know you do
Maybe it’s time I expose the truth
Let me tell you guys a story, it happened only a couple years ago
My mom sent me to a Bible school for the summer, down in Sacramento
And for a whole month, my faith was in the hands of
At least a dozen people who stomped it into dust
And tried to brainwash me into their way of thought
They taught us to only follow the biblical law, 'cause the creative ones were the enemies of God
And when you pass, you want your soul to pass up, then you must fear the world, lest you slide into sin and fraud
Oh yeah, and how could I forget
All of the bullying, or the betrayal
Now I can't even go to a church without reliving the trauma I experienced there!
So if you wanna talk about why I don't easily trust, just know that it's because of this time
And know that you are the cause, and do me a favor, and get the fuck out my life!
'Cause I've had enough people who abused me for their own purpose
So play with my trust and I'll cut you off, 'cause your friendship is not worth it
I'm the only one who should referee, 'cause this is my game, y'all
And the way I see it, you missed 3 times and struck out like some baseball
So I'mma strike you out, and cut you off- don't you play with me, or you'll lose my trust
Cause I'm the only one with the keys to my box, so let Samad sing the pre-chorus, 'cause I'm gone!

[Pre-Chorus: Samad Savage]
Doh!
(*humming*)
Doh!
(*humming*)

[Chorus: RO-B. Z., Samad Savage]
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out, woo!
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out
I'mma break out!

[Verse 2: Samad Savage, RO-B. Z., Both]
(Doh!) Breakout like acne
Everybody thinking that they really could attack me
I remember days where I used to take the back streets
Interacting? Nope, I was into acting
Couldn’t be myself, really needed help
Mama and my daddy always taught me by the belt
Never heard of mental health, put that on the shelf
But the world, they never gave a damn about how I felt, hmm
Now I’m spitting fire till they melt, hmm
But it wasn’t always like this
Remember when I only had God as a sidekick? (Still do)
And he make sure I keep drip, no mildew
But the flow filthy, like the witch that I’m trying to get
So I can assist my mom and her kids
Sadam in his chick, the bomb in this bitch
I kind of forget the times that I’m in
The ones that I spit, the grind that I did
Provide for those kids, like I who did live
A life with no light to guide them
So I’m here to tell them that the light's inside them, like a strike of lightning
Other rappers tell you, “Go buy the items”
But ego, pride, and all that don’t matter
Reflect and break is that mirror shatters (Chee)
Good God, I’ve been working so hard (Oh, my God!)
Mama always told me had to go hard (Go, go!)
See life from my angle, it might look odd (Whoo)
That’s why I be petty, not no footjob (Ayy, what?)
10 toes down for all my kinfolk (Yeah, yeah)
Shout to Blaze, I’m an MC on the intro (Ishkood)
I’ve been doing sweller than a lymph node (Ha!)
I can see right through you, yes I win dough (Ayy)
Break out, I’m not rational, but you bumpin' though (Now)
RO-B. Z. can take you where you want to go (Skoodwidit!)
Coast to coast- left, right, hit them with the rope-a-dope
I ain’t fine with the okey-doke
2020 messed up, so I hope we vote
But I feel like that won’t change nothing
I feel a heavier reign coming
I can see all of the pain rushing
All of these thoughts and my brain stuck in a place that I can’t take out
I can tell the enemy is on stakeout
Guess I got another beef, but I can’t break down
Only choice that I really got is to break out!

[Pre-Chorus: Samad Savage]
Doh!
(*humming*)
Doh!
(*humming*)

[Chorus: RO-B. Z., Samad Savage]
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out, woo!
(Doh!) I'mma break out, I'mma break out
Put me in a box, and I'mma break out
I'mma break out!

[Outro: RO-B. Z.]
Ayy (Ayy), whoa (Whoa)
Ayy (Ayy), whoa (Whoa)
Ayy (Ayy), whoa (Whoa)
Ayy (Ayy), whoa (Whoa)
I'mma break out!