brockhampton - sunlight2003 lyrics
verse:
gravitate to the conscious sh*t, gotta let it out so my heart don’t skip
the bars are just monstrous, kinda like frankenstein’s monster, i’m gonna stitch
the art with hits and then spit it on a mix
“it’s alive” said the engineer honouring
the smarts, the wit, the hardship i brought with it
the writing is cathartic for artists
wondering where the next project is? i promise i’m not prolonging it
i’ve spent less time than i thought i did, i mean, go listen back to my document
never could’ve predicted the run l’d have after the second album just dropped on them
a couple singles, that’s an understatement, i flooded spotify, the tsunami hit
all the while drafting a larger script, i kept ’em all distracted with carts and flips
meanwhile i have kept in the back with guitars and cl!cks, planning out all the bars i’ll hit
while they’re planning out all the bars they’ll hit tonight, get the liquor, light spliffs, it’s kryptonite
can’t just sit and write, it’s hard tryna teach an old dog new tricks when alzheimer’s hits
but i can’t lie, i’m fond of it, i like the taste of an alcoholic drink
but not when it gets to the toxic sh*t, the tossing sh*t, when fist meets wall and sh*t
i think that’s where the real problem is, gotta be mature enough to stop and think
pour that shot, go toss it in the garden cause it’ll probably end up there regardless
i was at a party with my partner, she wanna dip to bed but i’m lost in it
she said, “meet me there after another drink”, i had a lot of drinks
she wakes up to me previewing one of a kind to an audience and it was like 6 months before it hit
i poured a fifth, blacked out, had to be dragged to the car again
i felt like taking myself to anonymous cause that wasn’t me
and i know i’m responsible for it but my mind won’t let me come up for oxygen
there’s times i wanna quit cause it can’t be good for the body it’s destroying it
my whole mantra is a healthy life and this is the opposite
i guess we all have vices, some have a stronger grip, i wanna instill habits in my brain
cause i see all the goals and i wanna learn to conquer them, but that’s where it all started
i heard a bar from em and wanted to learn how to harness them
i taught myself how to be a wordsmith with the beat banging on my chest, he always had a little king kong in him
i had to learn how to flaunt it then, no good sitting in the room pondering
gotta get up on the mic, record it then, go drop it, let the people bop to it
don’t be dark and ominous, l used to hide and gatekeep all the bars
“no, i’m not dropping them because they’re not good enough yet for all my fans”
i learnt i ain’t got no fans, just all my friends, i learnt dropping them
is how you distinguish which songs are like dropping gems and which ones should’ve dropped in the garbage can
failure is a part of this, you need to understand that it’s all a risk
but think about how you’d live with yourself knowing that you never tried with this and if you called it quits
stack hits on top of hits until | stack chips on top of chips
come put some respect on the kid, the goat in this, the god of the m*n*script
a prodigy with adjectives and consonants, i’m lapping these subordinates, it’s obvious
hip hop gave me way more confidence than blue checks or a dollar did
let’s hit the garage and dip, head to the store, go cop a fit
for the video, gotta look smart and spiff, my wardrobe’s looking monotonous and boring
like when marketing a story cause right now the climate is the stories
all the reels and bio links are surely getting tiresome and hard to keep recording
but i gotta keep on scoring. i’m iguodala with the balling
atomic bombs i drop on songs, i’m oppenheimer in the ’40’s
i found interest in the raps and i polished it, all competition i just abolish them
eat them on a track like dahmer did
now opposition, i don’t see nun, like valak from conjuring
they don’t write in a diary, they’re dyslexic, they’re lactose intolerant
they take the vowels and swap the sh*t while i break these nouns in composites
i switched up the comic strips into a musical like joaquin and gaga did
til’ i’m taking bows, i ain’t stopping, b*tch
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