Brockhampton - JUNKY lyrics

[Robert Ontenient] Me Ilamo Roberto, y estamos buscando a Jaden Smith [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 b**hes all about they b**hin' I say sh** when I rap and y'all n***as barely listen I do the most for the culture, n***a, by just existing Delete my tweets 'cause I'm ashamed of being a f**in' Simpson I told my mom I was gay, why the f** she ain't listen? I signed a pub deal and her opinion f**in' disappearin' I'm payin' bills for my sister and tryna fund her business Is it h*mophobic to only hook up with straight n***as? You know, like closet n***as, 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 n***as rap and be gay [Kevin Abstract] Where I come from n***as get called "f*ggot" and k**ed So I'ma get head from a n***a 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 go, yeah Break the wheel, cop the steel, hold my n***as down Twistin' on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds Break the wheel, cop the steel, hold my n***as down Twistin' on that syrup ‘til I hear crackin’ sounds Break, break, break the steel, hold my n***as down Twistin' on that syrup ‘til I hear crack, crack, crack Break the wheel, cop the steel, hold my n***as down Twistin' on that syrup ‘til I hear crack [Ameer Vann] I don't trust nobody 'Cause they don't deserve it n***as run in your house They know you doin' dirty (go ahead 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 ahead 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 ahead 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 recognise 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 f** the consequences I ain't runnin' from them [Merlyn Wood] Feelin' like a goner Put my life in locker Hotbox in the Hummer 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 going, bet 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 [Joba & Matt Champion] 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 d**h 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 [Matt Champion] Ain't no burden, ain't no sermon, ain't no motherf**in' plaque I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of d**h, 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 f**, mad 'cause she ain't s** Beat your a** before you got time to say "why not?" Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind Time to not f** up, thought you were just lucked up Where the respect? Is your a** human? I look you in your eyes, say "f** you, are you f**in' stupid?" Respect my mother, 'spect my sister, 'spect these women, boy I get my 99, 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 [Dom McLennon] No hands with the stunts Jump off the roof like I do what I want All of the 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 slipping