Breakin’ Dawn.

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Yeah, I don't fuck with nobody, like at all. It's very simple.
 I stay at my house, and I don't fuck with nobody,
 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 fuck with nobody.
 I know it sounds a little weird but I just don't- I just
 refuse to allow any cancer in my life. Yeah, I don't fuck with nobody
 I'm coming with that raw lip, on my triple one shit
 On that say you move shit, but bitch I really move shit
 Flowing out the cockpit, 2 hands on my cock 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, bitch 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
 Shit
 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
 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 bitch
 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
 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 fucker's the same
 Go hard in the paint
 Triple one switching lanes
 All you fuckers the same
 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
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
11
Tempo
93 BPM

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