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Break Bread
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Break Bread werd uitgebracht op 27 april 2025 door Good Compenny als onderdeel van het album SOBRIETY
album cover
Releasedatum27 april 2025
LabelGood Compenny
TaalEnglish
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
noizy
noizy
Performer
Larussell Thomas
Larussell Thomas
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timur Bakirov
Timur Bakirov
Composer
Larussell Thomas
Larussell Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike G
Mike G
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
noizy
noizy
Producer

Songteksten

Yuh
Aye
Yuh
Aye
Yuh
Aye
I ain't tryna break bread with ****
Who ain't work this hard to get this far
We taking this bitch up to Mars
I cannot leave the unwilling in charge
I done paid car notes, rents, every expense
That yo little mind could imagine
I'm hustlin that's why I'm havin
Not sittin around playin madden
I had to have it
Affordable habits
Turn you to a rabbit
They sitting and patting they feet
I work every day of the week
I ain't got a job I got a career
Some days I miss having a job
Some days I miss gettin off work
Just to come home rehearse in garage
Felt like the simple days
Never thought I would get far as I got with this rap shit
In TSA losing my chapstick
3 shows in a week a hat trick
A matchstick
Couldn't get this lit
Flame on when I spit this shit
Mei Ling went and picked this fit
I put that shit on
I'm dropping these songs from my little home
Somehow still feel the pressure is on
To make a hit song and prolly go pop
I said I'd retire I'm never gone stop
I'm working like Pac
Before he got shot
Before he got signed
Before he was hot
Before he was hard and shot at the cops
Before the world turned em to something he not
I think bout myself and if I got got
And if I got caught up in being on top
If I'm scared to drop
Without buying bots
To make sure I look like I'm big as I'm not
I think bout myself and if I got got
And if I got caught up in being on top
If I'm scared to drop
Without buying bots
To make sure I look like I'm big as I'm not
I ain't tryna break bread with ****
Who aint work this hard to get this far
We taking this bitch up to Mars
I cannot leave the unwilling in charge
I done paid car notes, rents, every expense
That yo little mind could imagine
I'm hustlin that's why I'm havin
Not sittin around playin madden
I had to have it
Affordable habits
Turn you to a rabbit
They sitting and patting they feet
I work every day of the week
I ain't got a job I got a career
Some days I miss having a job
Some days I miss gettin off work
Just to come home rehearse in garage
It's life rap ****
I been doing this shit for some years
No wonder i'm still here
Aye
They say you lose the people when
The people can no longer relate
Written by: Larussell Thomas, Timur Bakirov
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