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JUNKY

BROCKHAMPTON

Saturation II

2017

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

had I had dad
It was me and my mam she gave me all she had 
She worked two jobs and took care of me
Built me a home with a lot of happy memories 

But

with the flow and a few months go by
Then I woke in the night, had a dream and it showed me
Screaming at her please, why did you do it
Didn't know what

and see your face you left a space that's fillable by someone who's not you 

Don't worry baby all the shady areas are gana be full by sunlight and neon

now live how you live on the bleachers watching me involved
Young street nigga fuck the cost, I just had a thought of killing ya dawg
Niggas wanna slide

not a single fuck to give
And i tried envisioning the life i want to live
My addiction took control and made me stick in a syringe
No one cared about

So I did what my dad said
Heard a bang, turned around, hit the ground, dad's dead

You could've had another life
A life on the otherside
Surrounded by

and inhale
I met Mary Jane when I was nine
When life was really simple if you had a tree to climb
Now my demons working overtime as I roll a dime
Not sure

was something different about me
From the moment I was born I was hated by my family
Thrown through the wall by dad heaven help me if mom got mad
Got

and poisoned the vision
Preaching to live for God, but all I see is religion
Sunday singing at the church and proud to be called a christian
They're preaching

of that, my dad told me, that's a good dude
Never met him, only heard stories where it took you
And I'm just tryna live up to what they think that I should

grounded
This beat and some loud
Y'all can catch my fragrance down-wind
Bags by the ounce
Still can't wrap my head around shit
Kicked outta Dad's house
Now

lobes
I never live by the code
I'm qualified and it shows
Bigger than all your prerequisites all without tippy toes
My purpose? I surely know when

Texas was alive with activity for this momentous event
Foster Creighton, a young boy of 6, had never seen his dad quite like this
Humming out loud, he

Jane
Staying clear of Cains, I'm a stable Abel
Impenetrable, plenty space at my table
I'm a sign a big label, Lamborghinis in my stable
My life is

pills
Cuz I was left at home
Now I leave my mom and dad
To go live on the coast
Mommy was a daddy
Had to raise me all alone
Only talked to daddy
When he

Feel like a pastor
Gotta live like JOB through the good and bad
Gotta live like JOB All praise to my dad
Since I turned away from sin
I got the devil

love is a drug 

You can say that loves my Addiction 

You know that Cupid's the plug 

Got me questioning all my intentions 

Yeh

I got my money

Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga

currency
All visions causin frictions and it's hurtin me
I see parents that don't listen
Mind corrupted by addiction
Meds cloudin up they vision
And all

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

to live)
Land of the beautiful (To get something you've never had, you must be willing to do something you've never done)
Cursed by the hate we throw (I'ma

red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do

He's Your Uncle, Not Your Dad

Elvis Presley

Speedway

1968

He's your uncle, not your dad
He's the best friend you ever had
So, come on, dig, dig, dig in until it hurts
Just remember Pearl Harbor

The Alamos

out she had cancer
All the while he stuck by her side
But on the sly
Took her pills jus to get by
In no time his mom died
And deep down he really hurt