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BROCKHAMPTON – WINDOWS Lyrics

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[Intro: SoGoneSoFlexy]

Shit, I was just talking ’bout

Just, that grind, the trenches, just

You know what I’m sayin’, just all that

I mean, you-you don’t get the vibe of it

[Verse 1: SoGoneSoFlexy]

Feels good to get this shit out the mud, nigga

Made it from hard times, it’s still love for the slums, nigga

We rob niggas just because, nigga

And I’ll serve you anything, but nothing less than a dub, nigga

And how it feel to be a dub, nigga?

I’m tryna be a better man but nothin’ less than a thug, nigga

I kill shit, just check my background (Bah)

This murder gang shit my campground

Check my résumé and ask ’round (Yeah)

We just simply never back down (Nah)

I caught a charge, now I’m back out

I bet this carbon blow his back out

Gettin’ money, that’s a fact now (Merlyn)

Bitches, they don’t know how to act now (Merlyn)

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood & Kevin Abstract]

The poor more polite, but thе floor not nice (No)

Watch for your wife, I’ma take hеr out your life (You know)

She wet my white tee, now it’s like a wet wipe (Wet it)

Respect my Tribe, I’m a dawg like Phife (Get it?)

You love me like a check but my name not Nike (Get it?)

Bitch, my number not a lottery

I’m like, don’t even talk to me (Stop)

Honestly, wouldn’t fly a Melbourne to the Sydney (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)

All of these bars bought chains, prison industries (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)

America, get my people fired, then get me shot for free (Go Merlyn, Go Merlyn)

While I watch Washington’s wooden teeth in her booty cheeks

Kings of last century, was livin’ like peasantry

I don’t even like sleep, time is the only luxury

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]

Surrender, fuck you ’til you’re out

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I’ma ship it laminated, got this shit straight off the lot

We ain’t really no A-List, got the neighbors going crazy, it’s me, Bari, and Flexy

I can see through your bullshit, like your face was made of plexi’ (Haha)

I can fuck around and get this soundin’ like I’m wildin’, mane

Only crybaby is the one inside the bucket man

You, I’m the bogeyman, you, never sleep again

Nightmares, it’s fright-filled the moment Freddy tuck you in

Stack my money higher than the foam atop a tidal wave

Lonely like the point guard at the key, gotta isolate

Light it up, light it up, we bring the light show

Who the hell invited all they friends?

Fuck if I know (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Jabari Manwa]

They at your window (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window (You better not tell no lies)

They at your window (You know them boys outside)

They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window, yeah-yeah (You better not tell no lies and they ain’t comin’ up here, you should not tell no lies)

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]

My pen could be a fortune teller or an ATM

It’s got intentions of its own, I can’t even pretend

Every moment is a fight nobody can defend

The circumstances should’ve never been there to begin

I watch the clocks melt as the devil dances

The chances are slim to none that you could understand this

Lost language, we encantin’, pain campin’

Amongst the stillborn raindrops is where I’m standin’

I wake up breakin’ up an eighth just to function

Rather be in neutral than continue to get sunken

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All my niggas made it out the motherfuckin’ dungeon

Tank has been on E, but I gotta keep runnin’

What you finna lean on when our system is crumblin’?

Everybody’s reaching but they really end up fumblin’ when they touchdown

Y’all don’t appreciate in value like a bussdown

My shit authentic, they can never get enough now

[Chorus: Jabari Manwa]

They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window, yeah-yeah (Them boys comin’ for you)

They at your window, yeah-yeah (You better not tell no lies and they ain’t comin’ to play, you shouldn’t tell no lies)

[Verse 5: Joba]

I could see the eye upon me when I close mine

Drug-induced, comatose, it’s leakin’ through me, blind

The body is the temple, I invite spirits

We crack riddles and giggle behind closed blinds

Born to bleed, the brave and free

Got needs they gots to feed, I breathe to see defeat

Fuck police and authority, never means nothin’, mind fuckin’ myself to sleep

Had to take it to the streets

Capitalistic, we plague our society, like COVID-19

Those dirty hands that feed don’t buy it

Government officials, don’t give a fuck about the children

What do you believe? Nothing’s ever what it seems ’til you can’t deny it

Flashpoints and flashbangs to take the fires

History stuck on repeat, in the loop of sirens

Terrorizin’, always lyin’

God damn, tyrants, don’t play with knives kids

[Post-Chorus: Ryan Beatty]

I tried to warn you

These boys, they don’t know you

Outside, comin’ for you

‘Cause they don’t love you and they don’t know you

I tried to warn you

These boys, they don’t know you

Outside, comin’ for you

‘Cause they don’t love you and they don’t owe you shit

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]

Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)

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Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)

‘Times is like, fuck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)

Yeah, nigga

We back up in this thing (Road)

Sometimes it’s like, all or nothin’ (Road)

Fuck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)

Sometimes it’s like, fuck the world and all that inhabit it (Inhabit it, inhabit it)

Sometimes it’s like

[Verse 6: bearface]

Just pick me up in the four-door

I bless the beat, we smoke and rain ash like Mordor

The warlord’s comin’, check the lamb for the slaughter

The envy’s so green, it should be flyin’ a saucer

Yeah, and when the pressure is on, they gone

Ghostride whippin’, not your friends no more, so ‘lone

Snake sneakin’, I’m feelin’ like I’m missin’, but never there

I’m still here, bitch, so God’s winnin’

Lord willin’ (Lord willin’)

There’s no ceilin’ (No ceilin’)

They all pussy (All pussy)

Get out your feelings (Get out your feelings)

They try to run it up, but baby, I’m chillin’ (Uh-huh)

I make my money, then dip, stay killin’

Stay killin’, stay killin’, stay killin’

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]

Why you always start prayin’ when that trouble come around?

(Why you always start prayin’ when that trouble come around?)

There them boys go again

The Roadrunners


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