SISTER/NATION (Explicit)-BROCKHAMPTON
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TXT SISTER/NATION (Explicit)-BROCKHAMPTON 文本歌词
i don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
i don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
i know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah
i've got, but she would never know
i like to hide them, so much i lose myself
that's why i'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
and grew up in counselling, flippin' off my counselors
they gave me mood stabilisers
but when i came off 'em i was violent
took the *** that i wanted which didn't help with the voices
they just grew louder and louder
they called the people who'd just chatter and chatter
i juggle all my personalities
estoy tan harto y cansado,
no puedo seguir asíendo esto
ojalá pudiera rendir me
pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
i find myself gettin' better by the f**kin' minute
number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
got some d's dropped out wanted to be russell simmons
gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
where the kitchen at? keep the lyrics written
raid my cell and **, askin' for forgiveness
i just turn into somebody sellin' lemonade
kiss your kiss and then before them ***es, run away
get your man, get your man all up off me
back again, 100 bands around me
in december, i don't care what they call me
this for all my bro niggas, this for all them ***, nigga
that you niggas made when i was still livin' at home, nigga
did it on my own, nigga, grew up and i bossed out
grew up and i bossed out, grew up and i bossed out
i see you peekin’ through bushes
and tryna get secret ingredients from us
i know that you do it ‘cause you see us
boomin’ like c4 when you hit that detonator
lucky lucky on the elevator
eat my dust baby i’ll see ya later
i could always call your bluff
you already said enough
take a risk B*h still sitting on your ass
waiting for a handout
giving nothin’ put your hands down
ooh yeah, this for the culture
ooh yeah, this important
f**k off with that slang shit
f**k off with that networking
keep ya mouth where the money at
yellow lights on my dashboard,
red flags in the rearview
i know i'm the one that made you upset,
but all i wanna do is see you
you know that lately i don't think straight,
but i don't really know what i'm doing now
'cause everybody got me f**ked up,
i'm struggling while on the move now
yellow lights on my dashboard,
red flags in the rearview
i know i'm the one that made you upset,
but all i wanna do is see you
you know that lately i don't think straight,
but lately i don't know what to do now
'cause everybody got me f**ked up,
i'm struggling while on the move now
get your man, get your man all up off me
back again, 100 bands around me
in december, i don't care what they call me
get your man, get your man all up off me
back again, 100 bands around me
in december, i don't care what they call me
get your man, get your man all up off me
back again, 100 bands around me
in december, i don't care what they call me
get your man, get your man all up off me
back again, 100 bands around me
in december, i don't care what they call me
barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it
threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my n*a lips
i look in the closet when i think about the past life
never good in my wallet, tryna see if i got my cash right
f**k a flight, they ain't never wanted to treat my pack right
f**k a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right
i hate the quiet suburbs, i hate those picket fences
i hate the separation, first thing they called me: nigga
i fight, i got suspended
my teachers saw me hit him
so they ain't listen to me, and from that moment on
i would learn that i was different,
i would grow to see the difference
second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
i would walk through the halls at my own pace
every lunch, i would flow, having no place
all the books in my bag till my bones ache
wonder how the world would be if i had no face
if i had no heart, if i had no skin
and i was just thoughts,
reminiscing the things always brushed off
had my father tell me i was just off
and when i look at the things that i've been through
and the things i survived and at what cost?
all alone in my life that i just lost
all this s**t persevere to the pole vault
in the eyes of the law i'm a problem
in the eyes of blogs i'm a paycheck
in the eyes of the world i'm an icon
in the eyes of my own i ain't start yet
in the eyes of the law i'm a problem
in the eyes of the blogs i'm paycheck
in the eyes of the world i'm an icon
in the eyes that i own i ain't start yet
i ain't start yet
(power, i prepare power)
(power, i prepare power)
(power, i prepare power)
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
i feel like all my days are coming to rubble
