THE LIGHT - BROCKHAMPTON

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ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE IS OUT NOW:

Created by *UNCANNY

Dir. George Muncey

Prod: Elliott Elder

LYRICS:

(JOBA)

When I look at myself I see a broken man

Remnants of my pops, put the glock to his head

Nothing ever go as planned, couldn’t make amends

Forcibly pretend I don’t give a damn

At a loss, aimless

6 feet deep, suffocating

Can’t face it

Can’t change it

Ain’t make it

Master plans by the Maker

I see no savior

Morbid reflection and stainless steel

Alcohol and pills

Deadly combinations left with nothing else to feel

A floral haven

Hope it was painless

I see you in the faces, places and my making

Reflections off a broken mirror

Fragments of my fear glaring back like who’s there?

I can’t stand myself beside myself, I see you there

I know you cared

Felt numb since September when I heard the news

What I’d do to speak one last time

Think I always will be haunted by the image of a bloody backdrop

Skull fragments in the ceiling, felt your presence in the room

Heard my mother squealing

Master of disguises

Ash to ash, dust to dust

Voids behind my eyelids

Blacking out, bleeding out

Silence louder than a twisted tongue lying

As sick as our secrets

Shadow people and needles fading through a peep hole

Bedtime stories from purgatory

I miss you

For the record I can fly

Around the world absorbing light

Something’s missing deep inside

The light

(Kevin Abstract)

Something changed in Texas

Guess I missed the message

Look, I missed my exit

I’m livin’ like a Jetson

I was broke and desperate, leaning on my best friends

Only shot callers I was around was bar tending

Ain’t no love in this game, mama

This is not tennis

Take your shoes off, we just did the carpets in

I can take the hating

I can take the praising

It’s all noise to me

I’ll turn into Satan

Y’all stuck in the matrix

Red pill, blue pill

All these different faces

All these different cases

Shit, y’all done seen me naked

So imma wear what I want now and I ain’t finna fake it

Thank God I made it

Thank God I seen God last summer

I was standing on a bridge

I seen all y’all under me

Know you are struggling

N****s out here juggling

Losing jobs and losing God

Everything is tumbling

Feel heaven rumbling

The rapture is coming

I love the attention

I’m a bastard in public

I still struggle with tellin’ my mom who I’m in love with

Subtleties in between way these diamonds gleam

When Thanksgiving come around

I still don’t see ‘em

When Christmas come around

N****, I still don’t see ‘em

Told the world who I was before I got to know Ian

They gave my people money in exchange for their freedom

I would give it all back for a chance to free ‘em