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BREAKSHIT
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BREAKSHIT è stato pubblicato il 10 ottobre 2024 da TEZATALKS come parte dell'album Black Girl American Horror Story
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Data di uscita10 ottobre 2024
EtichettaTEZATALKS
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb "NICEKID BEATS" Hellinger
Caleb "NICEKID BEATS" Hellinger
Songwriter
Tasia Ann Thomas
Tasia Ann Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nice Kid Beats
Nice Kid Beats
Producer
Poison Jams
Poison Jams
Producer
Mackenzie Sinclair
Mackenzie Sinclair
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Break Shit
I don't need compliments
Isn't obvious
Ima be fucking rich
Break shit
I was dead
from the get go
Speak on my name
Its your death note
Say what you want
But you don't know
Break shit
Heart is like thirty below
Looking at me
But you get froze
Eyes on my assets bankroll
Break shit
Always been about my business
Fuck what you think
That this is
I don't got time to waste
No
See right through me
I'm already broken
Taste the blood on your hand
Six feet under roses
So shut up
Unless you mean it
Wasted my youth
Fighting back against a wall
Cant unsee it
So I feel it
Here's the ways
You all went wrong
You wasn't with me
When I was left hungry
You took off before I could get up
You don't know pain
Until you see you're own family sleeping wishing that they would get up
You don't know Hate
Until you meet the person you love and they don't give a fuck
You don't know life
Until you're begging for yours
With your enemy holding the gun
Break Shit
I don't need compliments
Isn't obvious
Ima be fucking rich
Break shit
I was dead
from the get go
Speak on my name
Its your death note
Say what you want
But you don't know
Break shit
Heart is like thirty below
Looking at me
But you get froze
Eyes on my assets bankroll
Break shit
Always been about my business
Fuck what you think
That this is
I don't got time to waste
No
Face the silence
Holy Mary's omen
I don't need saving
I found God
In darkness
So run it
Im not leaving
Teeth on the floor
Come at me
I'll fight you all
Meet all my demons
Don't believe me
They've held me
When I miss home
You wasn't with me
When I was left hungry
You took off before I could get up
You don't know pain
Until you see you're own family sleeping wishing that they would get up
You don't know Hate
Until you meet the person you love and they don't give a fuck
You don't know life
Until you're begging for yours
With your enemy holding the gun
Break Shit
I don't need compliments
Isn't obvious
Ima be fucking rich
Break shit
I was dead
from the get go
Speak on my name
Its your death note
Say what you want
But you don't know
Break shit
Heart is like thirty below
Looking at me
But you get froze
Eyes on my assets bankroll
Break shit
Always been about my business
Fuck what you think
That this is
I don't got time to waste
No
Written by: Tasia Ann Thomas
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