Time For A Breakdown
Written, Produced, Recorded, Performed by Bear Gallagher-Cole p/k/a: Bear the Astronot
Released by: 1st Drop Music – Copyright 2022 @1st Drop Music & Bear Gallagher-Cole
LYRICS
Yo welcome to whatever they call it
I spit like a llama off a 40 oz of Mick’s alcoholic
Had your dreams in my fist then I balled it
Pink and White Grip on your hopes like an object
No I’m not gonna Stop It
Tritephan Molly Xannies and a Riddalin
List of drugs without context
I guess I am a rapper man
Next foreign car I can steal your girl
I’m a rockstar
Spit half your catalogue
It took me less than 8 bars
Gooned up Anime characters
Muscles ballooned up
Sipping Casamigos straight up
out of a blue cup
That’s how I see my entourage when I’m shroomed up
We don’t even leave this room when we go out and do stuff
I started this when Eminem hadn’t had a battle yet
They were still on racial shit
Like they Montegue and I’m Capulet
Now their dead like Romeo and Juliet
Half of these MCs retired 20years ago
I haven’t slowed down on my rappin yet
I still command respect
You ran the show like Eddie Gallagher
Now new leadership is here to get it back in check
Since Back to the Future been odd
Craving attention and redemption
Like Charlemagne the God
I’m The Rock with a Man Bod
Bashar Al-Assad
With a peaceful demeanor facade
I’m a face sucking fucking bug out an alien pod
I’m a judgmental self worshipping dick wad
And the most humble person in my squad
Your raps make me nod
I need some smelling salts to wake me back up
And you call your songs assaults
Let me pull my sack up
Here hold my nuts they’re gettin too big for this cup
Matter of fact I’ll cut em off hold these veins
And float away like the old man on UP
Maybe that one is a bit gender specific
But give these a tickle I’m telling you these things are fucking terrific
My wife has bigger nuts then all of you if we are getting specific
It’s a play on words not a political stance
Hope you get it
It’s time for a Breakdown
Before your man has a breakdown
Look MCs I’m elegant
Flow Special Intelligence
So I won’t stay relevant
No I’m a go permanent though
Permanent as perm frost and snow
Buried beneath the North Pole
My flows can switch cold even after they switch the Magnetic Poles
Ya’ll rappers trippin over words and falling in holes
I float right by smoother than the Silver Surfer plated in Gold
Take a bite test how real I am on your teeth
I’m Real Son Realer than the Reality of Feeling Grief
For family members deceased
Realer than these dark blue dickies ironed into a crease
Real impressionable
Real as god man you better Belief
Want to hear a 3 word joke without a punchline?
Commander in Chief
I guess you see now that the Astronot’s back
Thought I was just vermin
But I’m the King of the Rats
Lookin down from the top of this cave where I swinging with bats
So never question my skills again
Just stick to the facts
It’s time for a Breakdown
Before your man has a breakdown
