Brockhampton - NEW ORLEANS lyrics

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Brockhampton - NEW ORLEANS lyrics

[Intro: Matt Champion] Perfectly fine, it's fine [Verse 1: Dom McLennon] Said n***a brother, n***a brother, what you livin' for? Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' 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 n***a brother, who you standin' with? I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this Brother n***a 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 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, going manic since my birth See this canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves [Chorus: Kevin Abstract] 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' out 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' out I'll build a different house with some different functions [Verse 2: bearface] Tryna treat men like baby Feel the teeth sink in like rabies Boy, you know you don't look fly Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye [Verse 3: Matt Champion] Nothin' different now, all around now 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 sh** upon your sleeve, so projectin' on me Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me? k** the eagle now, what that make of me? Angle watch screen, couple sips of Tanqueray I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway [?] like the macarena Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle, slightly savage Better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable Got these [?]tine on my body, man my sweat lethal Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible [Verse 4: Joba] Impending d**h 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 sh**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 sh** sh**, 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 [Chorus: Kevin Abstract & Jaden Smith] 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' out 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' out I'll build a different house with some different functions [Verse 5: Merlyn Wood] HOO! Voodoo Man Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn Co-Colonized Christian Now I'm losing my religion, yeah God damn, so narcissistic in this millennium f** 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 in the day I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say? If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late

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