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Brockhampton

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New Orleans Lyrics - Brockhampton

—perfectly fine, that's fine 

 

Said, nigga brother, nigga brother, what you living for? 

Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for? 

They told me God gave me a mission 

But I'm missin' the supplies to complete it 

I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to bein' defeated 

So nigga, brother who you standin' with? 

I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this 

Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swervin' in every lane 

The feeling's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain 

I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire 

Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir 

The disposition acquired from my position on Earth 

Is tellin' me, "Decapitate everything for what it's worth!" 

When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse 

I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work 

I'm in tandem with my curse, goin' manic since my birth 

See this canvas as I planned it, I'm commandin' with my nerves, ahh 

 

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Tell 'em boys, don't run from us 

I been down too long, cousin 

I been down too long, brother 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' 

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London 

Tell the world to stop trippin' 

I'll build a different house with some different functions 

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us 

I been down too long, cousin 

I been down too long, brother 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' 

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London 

Tell the world to stop trippin' 

I'll build a different house with some different functions 

 

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Try to treat man like baby 

Feel the teeth sink in like rabies 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah) 

Boy, you know you don't look fly 

Them gold chains turn your neck green, bye 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) 

(Ah, ah, ah, ah) 

 

Nothin' different now (woo!) 

All around now (woo!) 

Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection 

Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me? 

Wear your shit upon your sleeve, so projectin' on me 

Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me? 

Kill the ego now, what that make of me? 

Angle watch screen, couple sips of Tanqueray 

I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway 

Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena 

Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño 

Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle, slightly savage 

Got better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor 

Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable 

Got this hot ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal 

Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival 

I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible 

 

Impendin' death is the only sign of life 

I'm throwin' Hail Marys 'til I die 

Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up 

Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again 

Fast track to last place, I swear I've never been up top, but I'm up here somewhere 

Out here, nobody can tell me shit 

Shit, never mind what I did back then 

You should take a look at yourself instead 

Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself 

Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now 

 

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us 

I been down too long, cousin 

I been down too long, brother 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' 

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London 

Tell the world to stop trippin' 

I'll build a different house with some different functions 

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us 

I been down too long, cousin 

I been down too long, brother 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin' 

Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin' 

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London 

Tell the world to stop trippin' 

I'll build a different house with some different functions 

 

Hoo! Voodoo Man 

Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn 

Co-colonized Chris-ti-an 

Now I'm losin' my reli-gi-on 

God damn, so narcissistic in this millennium 

Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in 

I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual 

Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle 

If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank? 

All these diamonds in my face, I'm shinin' like the day 

I'm livin' in my prime, man, what can I say? 

If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late 

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