BROCKHAMPTON - NEW ORLEANS lyrics

[BROCKHAMPTON - NEW ORLEANS lyrics]

" perfectly fine, that's fine!"

Said nigga, brother, nigga, brother
What you living for?
Is you gon' finish what you
Started? What you quitting for?
They told me God gave me a mission
But I'm missing the supplies to complete it
I ain't the one you should read in
I'm used to being defeated
So nigga, brother, who you standing with?
I'm independent 'cause these parties
Never planned for this
Brother nigga with a brain
Unintentionally swerving 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 telling me
"Decapitate everything for what it's worth"
When I die, these words gon' need separate
Caskets and a hearse i don't rhyme
I freeze time and let these
Hands just do the work
I'm in tandem with my curse
Going manic since my birth
See the canvas as I planned it
I'm commanding with my nerves, ah

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 nothing
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumping
Tell my boy I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop tripping, 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 nothing
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumping
Tell my boy I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop tripping, I'll
Build a different house with
Some different functions

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
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

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
Soul projectin' on me
Sense is your surround sound
What's your take on me?
Kill the ego now, what that make of me?
Angle widescreen, couple sips of Tanqueray
I'ma throw a couple punches
I'ma do it anyway chin up, little son
I'm slidin' like the macarena
Lose time, pen it, style spiced up, jalapeño
Supersonic, move through tunnel
Two-wheel cycle, spike Lee
Silence crowd better than 9
Millimeter with extended suppressor
Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable
Got this Martine on my body, man
My sweat lethal
Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival
I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible

Impending death is the only sign of life
I'm throwing 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 shit's 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 nothing
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumping
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop tripping, 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 nothing
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumping
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop tripping, 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 losing my reli-gi-on
God damn, so narcissistic 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 shining like the day
I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?
If the service is a hour, I'm a hour late

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