Breakadawn - De La Soul
Ah one two ah one two Ah one two ah one two "Breakadawn.. breakadawn.." Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6X) Verse One: Posdonus I was born in the Boogie Down catscan where my building fell down on the rats and people sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile) While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when I transmit I am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit I want to let forensics prove, that I can mends Groove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say salutations to the nation of the Nubians We bout to place you in that +3 Feet+ of stew again I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm I gotta +Hey Love+ all the honies cause they're short term Tallyin the score I'm for the shottie in the jacket For the brother he's a nigga when he packs it So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad float a note that means I'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the "Breakadawn.. breakadawn.." Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4X) Verse Two: Dove, Posdonus Aiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer Wave the eighteen mill', eat a still sack or bag of troubles, make the single double Loop the coin and join the minimum wage I had a plan if I was the man, I'd throw the J Lay it low and late night I get sessed Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset Wagin my days, to the one bet Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine Out of line, I breeze into the early mornin Freak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder cause the days of the breaks, be just about over The arts of the six
Artist: De La Soul
Title: Breakadawn