ฟังเพลงBUZZCUT (Explicit)

Song: BUZZCUT (Explicit)

Artist: Brockhampton

Lyrics: ​versus beats, ​​johan lenox, Imondre Goss, Romil Hemnani, Joseph Karnes, Jeremy Ruzumna, Pearl Lion, Jabari Manwa, Joba, Danny Brown & Kevin Abstract

Composed: Joba, ​​johan lenox, Video Store, Jabari Manwa & Queen Sixties

Who let the dope boys out?

Thank God you let me crash on your couch

Who's my God that I’m prayin' to now?

Early two-thous, they tried to jump me in, Latino protection

Any direction, you gave me your blessing

Texan, I text him, I told him I got him

Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail

A platinum record not gon' keep my Black ass out of jail

Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother

I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali’ just to check up on me

Made her go home, felt the virus

Web of life is my weave, false dreams stripped by silence

Deals thеy had us sign; for years, it had me blind

Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shinе

Got my cousin doin' time, he was barely pushin' dimes

My whole family cursed, now get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I

Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin'

Now, get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I (Get the fuck out)

Fuck with me, give no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss

Now get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I

Nothin’, nothin’, nothin', nothin’, nothin'

So get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I

If a killer say shit, then get these motherfuckers— (Get the fuck out)

Live from the gutter, blood like red paint spills

You niggas ain't alpha, you're incels

You normies ain’t a part of the script, doxx your house with crips

Pop shit, now you got content, constant

Where to begin? A veteran with medicine pen

Let 'em all in, treat 'em like they next of my kin

Checkin' your chin way before the record begin

Niggas blow a lot of smoke like they breath in the wind

Ain't no pretend, tell you how it is, how it go

What do you know, when you start escapin' your soul

White on the street, walking the beat like Abbey Road

Truth be told, no such thing as "real nigga mold"

Through the lights, camera, action, glamour, glitters and gold

Unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe

No peace on the street, so I'm clutchin' my heat

Gotta watch for these savages roamin' the street (Go)

I- I float (Go)

I'ma see ya when I do

Now get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I

(Yeah, nigga, we back up in this thang)

Now get the fuck out my ride

—ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide

(Yeah, new machine)

They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight (Tell 'em)

I thought I'd never, ever see the sunlight

They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight

Sometimes, it drives me crazy (Look at the sky!)

This all I got for you (Niggas!)

That sunlight, it'll drive you crazy

What is God to you niggas?

(Goddamn, motherfucker, ugh)