BROCKHAMPTON – JUNKY lyrics

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me Ilamo Roberto, y estamos buscando a Jaden Smith

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I spit my heart out, lookin’ out for my best interests
He gave me good head, peepin’ out while the windows tinted
I speak in tongues and I arrive without a damn mention
It’s kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
1999 the only year that I remember
I slip through the cracks without havin’ a damn temper
I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin’
I say shit when I rap and y’all niggas barely listen
I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets ’cause I’m ashamed of being a fuckin’ Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain’t listen?
I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin’ disappearin’
I’m payin’ bills for my sister and tryna fund her business
Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
You know like closet niggas, masc-type
Why don’t you take that mask off? That’s the thought I had last night
“Why you always rap about bein’ gay?”
‘Cause not enough niggas rap and be gay
Where I come from, niggas get called “faggot” and killed
So I’ma get head from a nigga right here
And they can come and cut my hand off and, and my legs off and
And I’ma still be a boss ’til my head gone, yeah

[Bridge: Ameer Vann]
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds
Break, break, break the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crack, crack, crack
Break the wheel, pack the steel, hold my niggas down
Twistin’ on that syrup ‘til I hear crack

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I don’t trust nobody ’cause they don’t deserve it
Niggas run in your house, they know you doin’ dirty (go ‘head now)
I got my hand on an ounce, so now I got money servin’
I just bought me a fifth and now I’m speedin’, swervin’ (go ‘head now)
I took an eighth of them shrooms and now I’m hearin’ voices
I took like two of them pills, I can’t remember nothing (go ‘head now)
I ain’t under control, I’m losin’ motor function
I need an intervention, I need an exorcism
I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
It’s very scary, my momma don’t even recognize me
I’m goin’ crazy, don’t need nobody to say they love me
My acts of desperation, I’m on an empty stomach
So fuck the consequences, I ain’t runnin’ from them

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Feelin’ like a goner, put my life in locker
Hotbox in the Hummer, (Merlyn, Merlyn!) hot bars in the summer
If I had the option, I would do it all again
If I had the option, I would do it all again
I just wanna feel like I did the right program
I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
When I cut that feel, I do nothing but diplomas
Love is knowin’ that you didn’t do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
They see men dream, they see men fallin’
But when I dream, I’m smashing on a lana

[Bridge: Matt Champion & Joba]
Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why
My mom’s no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
Love her to death and soon enough I’ll give back all I borrowed
Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded
This hate-fueled love, we don’t fake it, no givin’, just takin’
I took some steps to be a bigger person
I should’ve thrown ya off the highway to cars swerving

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
Ain’t no burden, ain’t no sermon, ain’t no motherfuckin’ plaque
I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike
But don’t treat lady right, but they be sayin’ like “just the tip”
And, yeah, you mad ’cause she ain’t fuck, mad ’cause she ain’t suck
Beat your ass before you got time to say “why not?”
Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up
Where the respect? Is your ass human?
I look you in your eyes, say “fuck you, are you fuckin’ stupid?”
Respect my mother, ‘spect my sister, ‘spect these women, boy
I get my 9-9, I don’t own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
Better hope my aim off, better hope the range off
Better hope my tame off before I blow your brains off, boy

[Outro: Dom McLennon]
Uh, no hands with the stunts
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
All of my life in my past wanna haunt
And my sight of the future beginning to taunt my ambition
Man on the moon, I’m marooned, I ain’t trippin’
I’m on a mission
Every time that I speak they ain’t skippin’
Turned my inspiration to a vision, that’s a given, no slippin’

Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown – I Don’t Die lyrics

[Intro: Joyner Lucas]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo!

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind your motherfuckin’ bid’ness, ain’t nothin’ you gotta see
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I’m cool but you don’t wanna see that other side of me
And my niggas mobbin’ deep, hoe, I’m a fuckin’ prodigy
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain’t that hard to see
Don’t you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain’t no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas’ll gon’ chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a nigga and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin’ bad ’til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I’m laughin’ at every single fact that they don’t want me on half of these songs
It was that from the go, just a bunch of little spoilt fuckin’ bastards
Every single one ’em would laugh at my joke
Niggas pass the Patrón
I think I’ma go and drink it until I pass out in the back of the Rover
Ménage on my mind (ayy) I’ve been on my grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain’t on my side (yeah)
I cut all my friends off then say y’all ain’t on my vibe
And it’s so much more to life than drinkin’, party all the time, woah
This gon’ last a lifetime (lifetime) no more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (icon)
Don’t get shit fucked up just cause I ain’t got no ice on
Don’t mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I’m like, where the hell you been at? I’ve been doin’ this
Since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at
Always in trouble, ’cause I was never learnin’ nothin’
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks
All that’s been sleepin’ on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
‘Cause I’ve been strugglin’, tryna be on top of them other niggas
Blind for me, but fuck it, doesn’t mean nothin’
If their music ain’t really cuttin’ it they can hit the g-g-gutter
One day y’all gon see me (see me) I make shy look freaky (freaky)
I make dry look greasy (woo) I make hard look easy (easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe
Now I’m all on TV, hoe (woo)

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
Mind yo motherfuckin’ bid’ness, ain’t nothin’ you gotta see
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I’m cool but you don’t wanna see that other side of me
I don’t want to hear no sorrys, bitch, fuck your apology
I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain’t that hard to see
I don’t wanna get to know you, no please, don’t say hi to me
Ain’t no choice to me but loyalty still means alot to me
Some niggas’ll gon’ chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a nigga and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
That’s why a nigga ride ’round with a weapon
Better that than me lyin’ on a stretcher
Gunshot (pow, pow, pow!) applyin’ all the pressure
Potato on the chopper, shootin’ through the pillow, blood on the feathers
Rollin’ dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7s (woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a bitch from the back like I don’t know better
Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend
Yeah I’m on a weed high, dehydrated
Her booty fuckin’ skin-tight, Levi made it (yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never put ’em on the table (woo)
Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her naval
Do what I say, don’t give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
Shit, already went half on a baby (buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a real nigga how to really fuckin’ get a bag (woo)
How you fuckin’ 25 with your first car?
I got 10, that’s why them niggas mad (hey)
Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
Nigga, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)
That’s some weird ass shit, you suspect (hey)
That’s a weird ass bitch, don’t trust that (woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain’t done yet (hey)
All these shots, are you niggas havin’ fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I’ma do it by the book so run that (hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ride into sunset (hey)
Layin’ on the Westside, hit Sunset (hey)
Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (hey)
Bullet with ya name on it if you want that

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas & Both]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
Hoping that they don’t revive a nigga and bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that’s all right (buck, buck) I don’t die

Watch me – Jaden Smith lyrics

Lyrics Jaden Smith – Watch me

Watch me, watch me
Watch me, do this
Watch me, watch me
Watch me, do this.

Can’t find me up up and away
I give a f*ck bout your wave
My nigga I surf everyday
Drownin’ my soul in the basement, aye
I ain’t got much in the bank
I got a lot I could say
Got a blue goddess to say
I hope you forgive my mistakes
Yeah, ride around with a renegade
You should take a seat, save your energy
I try to heal the gods with a band-aid
And the time I need you call your enemies
I landed in Ibiza and I need a visa
I ain’t playin’ with you this no Mamma Mia
Need a Hottie Tottie with a body, yeah
I just spit the knowledge then I’m out of here.

Thats what they yell when we come around
this is your town and we run it now
How big is your army, a hunnit thou?
if you want the rain then we comin’ down.

I stamp that we cool
I’m awesome, kickflip in the Carsons
We should run for the pool
I got the fire flow, the department exhausted
I owe nothing to you versuri-lyrics.info
I’m in the Tahoe, man you making me nauseous
Pullin up with the crew
You such a hypebeast, man you making me vomit
Look.

Watch me, watch me
Watch meee, do this
Its always been more than the music
You riding waves in the back of my cruise ship
Look, Watch meee, watch meee
Watch meee, do this
Since 2012 I’ve been the coolest
If you do not get it my nigga you foolish.

Thats what they yell when we come around
this is your town and we run it now
How big is your army, a hunnit thou?
if you want the rain then we comin’ down.

Look, look, look
This s**t is out of here
You got the heat I was not aware
Me and Bebe out in Rotterdam
Got a new man, damn now I see him
He on the floor, in my coliseum
I hope to god he don’t sign a prenup
See my ex on the street like I never seen her!

Watch meee, watch meee
Watch meee, do this
You see me dancing like I’m Elvis
Just tell your man that it’s all in the pelvis
Watch meee, watch meee
Watch meee, do this
Since 2012 I’ve been the coolest
If you do not get it my nigga you foolish.

Thats what they yell when we come around
this is your town and we run it now
How big is your army, a hunnit thou?
if you want the rain then we comin’ downnn.
Jaden Smith lyrics
Video me

HorseShoe Gang – Homeless Life (4 Brothers Album) letras

[Intro: Julius Luciano]
It’s hard to estimate the nation’s homeless population
So we shouldn’t add them into the equation
That’s what people think
See we shouldn’t wait for the Census Bureau to acknowledge them
We a part of them
A chain is only as strong as its weakest link
Before we reach the brink of destruction, we can reach an understanding
At least I’m wishing we would
Its aight, I’m a bum too
By which i mean B.U.M
A Brother Unfairly Misunderstood
#truestory

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
Yo, where I’m from the have-nots feel like refugees
With no refuge, I’m trapped, who’s gonna rescue me
All of my life I’ve been caught in this fight
I’m in a boxing ring, no referee
As a child I was homeless, wait let me strike a scene
Eleven years old, been in these scary streets for weeks
With one parent, my family portrait never been complete
I’m asking every pedestrian to spare some sympathy
They stare as if I reek of excrement
They speak so arrogant and keep
Their distance as if they can’t bare the stench of me
They scared as if I reach, and steal their shit
But I’m innocent. Never been a thief
Can’t spare a cent to me
Embarrassment’s the least of my concerns
What to do now?
Me and my family stuck on the ground
Stomach is starting to rumble and growl
Clenching it tight to muffle the sound
Starting to feel like a stray dog
But at least they get picked up by the pound
Down on my luck, no luck to be found
I pray to God, looking up in the clouds

[Hook 1: Julius Luciano]
A young nigga with no place to go, and you can see I’m homeless
Switch the "m" for a "p", and now I’m hopeless
I’m losin’ my mind
How will I focus?
Where will I go?
Where will I go?
Feels like I’m walking round aimlessly
I’m so lost, feels like I’ve lost days of sleep
As I fall, to my knees, somebody pray for me
O woah
Where will I go?
Where will I go?

[Verse 2: Kenny Siegel]
In case you wonder why I don’t mind stunting
A skeeting for an hour has been a long time coming
I was a little nigga, who was homeless
Who’s empty pockets needed a fill-up
But I wasn’t approached by a Drummond
Live or cats got killed for kicks and bass
Nope not drumming
Talking low-tops and coke rocks from know-nots dumbing
.45 busting
Wasn’t old enough to go job-hunting
Standing 4’5" hustling
Picture that like camera-men
Our society is garbage
If home is where the heart is
This is why I’m heartless
This is why I’m starving
Flashbacks of raindrops drizzling while your dark bitch
Sitting by the park bench
Like this is my apartment
This is why my bars sick
Their darker than the tar-pit
I should feel like I’m carsick
From so much drive, fuck them haters who mouth-run
Failure is an option, not just a possible outcome

[Hook 1: Julius Luciano]
A young nigga with no place to go, and you can see I’m homeless
Switch the "m" for a "p", and now I’m hopeless
I’m losin’ my mind
How will I focus?
Where will I go?
Where will I go?
Feels like I’m walking round aimlessly
I’m so lost, feels like I’ve lost days of sleep
As I fall, to my knees, somebody pray for me
O woah
Where will I go?
Where will I go?

[Verse 3: Demetrius Capone]
Ok. This is real talk shit
Sleeping on the park bench
Starving as darkness falls
And we all kids
Talking to God, saying we drowning
Where’s our ship?
Noah’s Ark departed without us
Now we got this hardship
No apartment, car, or house
And now my savage heart gets
Darker than the darkness
Now this cat is heartless
I’m praying for some brighter days so I can talk shit
I’m waiting on my father’s grave so I can hauk spit
All of my aunts disowned us
And now we all alone plus
They called the law on us
To throw us off in a foster home
Cuz we never had a home to call our own
But y’all can go suck our fucking dicks you fucking bitches
Now that we all are grown up
I’m trying to buy a house and a childhood
Ask me for a handout, I wish thou would
If you ain’t been through what I been through, then I don’t trust you
If you ain’t struggled, then hustled, nigga fuck you

[Hook 2: Kobe]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Our father, who are in heaven
Hope you hear me, man these streets are crazy, yeah
Our father, hope you hear me
I know you see me
Man this is all I got, okay?
This is all I got, okay?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 4: Andrew ‘Dice’ Dinero]
I’m from a place where enemies keep Glocks exploding
So I burn beef like pots without non-stick coating
Watch the profit you clock, or your guap get stolen
Protect yourself at all time, I don’t mean cops and Trojans
Cops patrolling and raiding shit
Niggas without electricity get it turned on themselves, Raiden shit
You gotta have a strong will to escape the shit
Cause success is related to Will, like Jaden Smith
I’m married now, the hustle-games’ my bitch
Dedication is the anchor that holds down a relationship
I told her ‘You Belong With Me’, Taylor Swift
Persistence is a virtue, like patience is
My niggas trying to get major rich, selling green plants
Selling out the Garden, like when major teams play the Knicks
I’m from where niggas end up in jail or the morgue
Fallen soldiers live by, and fell by the sword
Them hammers hit everything except nails through a board
People hollering bout college, but you’ll (Yale) get ignored
Hustler’s got no Focus, so to hell with a Ford
People pushing whips, you wonder who the hell could afford
More souls get sold than Hell could afford
Cops watching everything, but fail to record
Police brutality, these streets is Amity-Ville
I see calamity, what I speak is actually real
I’m speaking candidly, I need a piece of sanity
But I’m trying to feed my fam, even if people have to be killed
Real recognize real if you don’t seem familiar
If the truth hurts, then what I speak will kill ya
Life is hard, in fact, damn right unfair
But I’m a winner nigga, damn right fuck yeah
I’m living like I don’t have one care
But I’m a stay drawn until I’m roommates with the Man upstairs
Kobe sing

[Hook 1: Julius Luciano]
A young nigga with no place to go, and you can see I’m homeless
Switch the "m" for a "p", and now I’m hopeless
I’m losin’ my mind
How will I focus?
Where will I go?
Where will I go?
Feels like I’m walking round aimlessly
I’m so lost, feels like I’ve lost days of sleep
As I fall, to my knees, somebody pray for me
O woah
Where will I go?
Where will I go?