BROCKHAMPTON, Gil Scott-Heron - ​chain on hold me (Interlude) lyrics

One, two

Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,  tryna say somethin'
Nigga tryna say
Go ahead, throw a chain on,  nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin'
Nigga tryna say

Fifth string, Young Peggy ring (Go)
Slick with the ink
These melodies need Duolingo (Shit)
Same size as Dua Lipa
Where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to weirdos
You feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie
Keep a stick like Rolento
Did you win if your purpose
Is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it
Is you just doin' the minimum?
Used to get fifty views
Now they need Peggy's momentum (yeah)
Let's check the addendum
Switch the code, I'm speakin' prophecies
Like That's So Raven
Bald headed with lil status
I feel like Maven
But I be dressed like Raven
Up in the studio slavin'
Wonder how Peggy be- (Wait, wait)
Wonder how Peggy be cakin'?
I be Easy Bakin'
My oven stay prepped and ready for
The heat to take it
Niggas that took this road and
Failed ain't have proper placement
Some of you niggas don't look well
Does Peggy make you hate him?
Is it how I make the
Beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?)
Or when my homies bring my name
Up is it breedin' spite?
It's all talent, perfectly balanced
Young Supreme Kai
Who am I? Wake up every morning
Like it's do or die no surprise
Suit's get jealous when you cut the ties
Livin' lie
Lance Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don't need six seconds, you remember Vine
It's nasty cash rules everything around me
CREAM, get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all

Of course all the hardcore heads
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don't send my music
To no garbage DJs they get me
Woop-woop, that's the sound of da police
Woop-woop, that's the sound of the beast
Woop-woop, that's the sound of da police

Stuck in the wild, murder with a smile
The only child to make it up out the mud
(yeah)
My fingers bloody, my tooth is kinda crushed
(Uh, huh)
The rush I hate is the one that you love
Fingers crossed
(yeah) , crisscrossed, applesauce
Rugrats, writin' raps, quittin' jobs
Runnin' laps
Who was that that found the coke in your bag?
I was hopeless, we would laugh
On the lawn doin' math
Ayy, ayy, I need some new genes
I admire your blue jeans
I admire your mood swings
I admire the whole thing
It's gettin' lonely in Cali', yeah
It's so sunny though
Still got hope for the bloke over
There with the runny nose
If I could keep your eyes on me long enough
I could prolly trick you into
Thinkin' that I'm right enough
Like I got it all together
Tell your fam' I'm bright enough (Nah)
Keep my crew tight enough
(Nah) , give me the time, I'm ridin' up
(Nah, yeah)

It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time

Hold me by surprise
(Hold me by surprise, surprise, yeah)
And try to remember yesterday
(Yesterday, ah, you) hold me by my head
(Hold me by my head, head, yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday
(Yesterday, ah you)
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Like a creature from another time, yeah

Hold me by surprise oh, yeah yeah, yeah
Hold me by surprise
Yeah yeah yeah, no you won't
(See, you quick) hold me by surprise
Yeah, yeah, yeah hold me by surprise (yeah)
And try to remember yesterday
Hold me by my head (Ooh yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday

Cash rules everything around me
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM, get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties
It stands out on the highway