Lyrics Breaking News - Deluxe feat. A.S.M

I invoke the right to call out
Those vultures scoping the trout to haul out
And fight the small bout like (I know them)
Catch a Hadoken from the biro pen

"Round 1"
Ding, everybody rides backseat
Fact-sheets at the ready skimping on the baksheesh
Same routine: nobody's on your team then
Suddenly you're butter and they wanna catch cream

"Round 2"
Previously all in absentia
Crawl from the cracks for the sold-out Olympia
Please, strictly crew to the death and the
Few that spread true love and affect

I-o-n in the li-o-n's den
Stay up out the Zen you ain't coming in
Mumbling something in my ear about
"Dude, we should roll together", fair weather

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

Extra, extra, see through the texture
Peek when the vectors align like a star sign
See what you find in the constellations
Aware that we're merely oscillating

Molecules in solitude contemplating about our food
Fuel, and our social status
Lay the routers down, hooters out
Bring the loot around for the coup de grace

With the sound a villainous killer
Now you're biggin' up the drinks we shared (drinks we shared)
From the mouth I'm the illest rhyme spitter
Gold, glitter ain't shit, evidently frère (evidently frère)

So what you think we had was an illusion
We ain't never pinky sweared or went boozing
Never skipped through the land, hand in hand
Or added boom to bap and kept grooming

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We took the wig out, you
What's up, monday?
Walking next to your groups
Get a grip to your wallets, baby
Going out to the loot

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

It's breaking news: I adore your bad style
Oh, with confidence you thrive
When you make up your own big stories
Would you think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?

Think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?
Think to count me in it?
Breaking news