- BROCKHAMPTON TAPE 歌詞
- BROCKHAMPTON
- I could barely rap, I could barely dance
I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
And theres a male stripper doing a belly dance for me
And my boyfriend still the same
And Im drunk as ****, ***** sucks up
For a reason to get my bucks up,
And the reason I care about society is a good enough reason
Just to hire me
But honestly, see my mom cant walk
And her lungs dont work like they used to
And I feel like its my fault cause of music
I be saying s**t just to ***** ** ruined it, Im truant
But truthfully, the words had damage and its fooling me
But even more cruel to be,
This is here for you ****** that paid to hear me
Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
And I should probably spend my time
Writing rhymes in the dentists office
Thats killing two birds with one stone
When I was younger, way before I was grown,
I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
Im saving my time for mics later
I might save it, depending on the s**t that yall write later
I hate writers; I hate tweets;
I hate journalists
They hate truth; they hate peace; they want my ****** to burn
Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold
And between the tick-tocks speeding down the one way
**** these signs, **** these lights, put my life on the line
When it feel right, Im fine
Not Im not lyin, dont ask me
Ill pay the fine, Ill pay the toll,
Just hope I dont crashit
But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
All my life Ive felt inadequate,
And through the years Ive dealt with tragedy after tragedy
God, send a message
Send a messenger my way
Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
Im haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
Ive come to expect my expectations arent true
But Im a master of believing my lies
And you cant break me, and I can break at the speed of light
Im afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later
Like She got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
Im afraid to speak my pains like youre lucky where you at
You cool but quit complaining bout all dat
Thats why Im showing up late
Im not tryna be a ****, but my time is not to waste
For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
Where my sense at?
Four-cylinder go round
Lincoln Tahoe pick me up
Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps,
Meet me into the sidestep
Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
**** it Ill be myself now, tell em I take no s**t now
Tell em they work for me now, tell em my tears, they bleed down
Tell em I work like what, what time for me now
Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
Lose you in crowds, I see you now
Fourteen, I see em all inside of me now
Bank account with less fees now
Make it from ways tofeed now,
Thinking of ways to be everything
But right now
Its crazy how things
That are best reminisce when we check ourselves
Its crazy how people who left started feeling left out
When we set for health
Still a custom to nights filled with solitude
I dont always remember to call goodnight
I dont always remember my altitude
I dont always remember to stop the fight
But I might check my sight
It aint right, yeah I know
But my strife overwhelms, every night
Until Im forced to close my eyes
Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
Emotions bleed, I cant believe
How Im slipping through the night
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