Letra da Música: Break - Saul Williams

And when my fears arise I blow them out.
Blow them out...

Death creeps through the streets over programmed beats.
A rabid dog in heat on a dead end street.
Oil slicks, the only rainbows that canvas gray concrete.
Shadows of skyscrapers fall when Mohammed speaks.
Corpses piled in heaps. Sores and decay, reeks. Placing tags on feet.
A Nike Air Force Fleet. Custom made. Unique. Still in box.
White sheet. Ripened blue, black, sweet. White tank top, wife beat.

Hearts in two-step beat - Break.
Dance pray work whip - Break.
Neck jump back kiss - Break.
Ashes, dust, kill, crush - Break.

Consider yourself:
less than, inferior to, half man,
superior to woman, unbearable likeness.

Consider yourself:
almost, never quite, dark-skinned, lily white,
black as sin, devils den, whiteness.

Consider yourself:
outcast, criminal, unseen, invisible, point blank,
ready cocked trigger.

Consider yourself:
Hardcore, dirt poor, hustler,
BCH, whore, reverend, doctor. Nigger.

Hearts in two-step beat - Break.
Dance pray work whip - Break.
Neck jump back kiss - Break.
Ashes, dust, kill, crush - Break.
Build up, pimp strut, slap - Break.
Cotton, corn, crop, wheat - Break.
Dance, whip, work, pray -Break.
Neck, jump, back, kiss - Break.

Let it out.
Blow it out.
Spit it out.
Get it out.
Beat.

Let it out.
Blow it out.
Spit it out.
Get it out.
Beatings.

Let it out.
Blow it out.
Spit it out.
Get it out.
Beasts.

Let it out.
Blow it out.
Spit it out.
Get it out.
Get it out

By the horns and get it out.
Cough it up and spit it out.
Get it out.

Break the cycle, break the chain
break the hurt and break the pain.
All my doubts and all my fears,
break the spell that keeps me here.
Break the cycle, break the chain,
break the whip and break the pain.
Get it out.
Spit it out.
Break.