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letra de breakin' dawn. - triple one

[intro: logic (sample)]
yeah, i don’t f-ck with n-body, like at all. it’s very simple. i stay at my house, and i don’t f-ck with n-body, i don’t go anywhere, i don’t go to parties, i barely go outside. like literally, i really don’t go outside that much just because i don’t f-ck with n-body. i know that seems a little weird but i just don’t- i just refuse to allow any cancer in my life. yeah, i don’t f-ck with n-body

[verse 1: marty]
i’m coming with that raw lip, on my triple one sh-t
on that say you move sh-t, but b-tch i really move sh-t
flowing out the c-ckpit, 2 hands on my c-ck pit
yelling out the top, head bopping with the moonlit
i here you feel accomplished, please just cut the nonsense
what you did all last year, b-tch i did that on a weekend
undertaker of all beats, the whisper when you sleep
not a phantom of the opera, but a phantom of your dreams
looking like a pretty asian model on the mic
neo from matrix so you better think it twice
if your tryna play tricks then you better think it twice
cause i got a lot of problems but i’m tryna act nice
looking like an army when i got you in my sight
leave a tail tween your legs steady missing with the bite
kiss your mother on the cheek; tell her everything’s right
knowing well your faits near, this could be your last night
sh-t

[hook: lil dijon]
breakin’ dawn, what i came for (came and i’m gone)
breakin’ dawn, what i came for
breakin’ dawn, what i came for
breakin’ dawn, what i came for

[verse 2: obi]
runner then on, go forth
see me chilling in the back corn
triple one my back my back born
with a gift, ever really talked to the kid?
so real i cut my wrist just to bleed on a b-tch
bleed on a track, gonna bleed when i hit
cause my bars come hard
like a chief on a spliff
peace pipe, but no peace where i live
never know peace… only piece i want
is a piece of an mc when i kick
and a piece of the cake
so when i get up
i’ll put the pieces in place
little cash in my pocket
little worth that i made
from voicing my brain
over noise that bill make
patting me down
copper mad cause he framed
i’m clean from my street
to the ivory lane
that’s where we chill
out the back with my mate

[verse 3: obi]
smoking darts near a factory chain
main road to the city or the coast
all the same, obi hungry for change
and i won’t stop till the inner west pumping my name
go hard in the paint
triple one switching lanes
all you f-cker’s the same
go hard in the paint
triple one switching lanes
all you f-ckers the same

[hook: lil dijon]
breakin’ dawn gettin’ what i came for
breakin’ dawn gettin’ what i came for
breakin’ dawn gettin’ what i came for
breakin’ dawn gettin’ what i came for

- triple one

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