BROCKHAMPTON - NEW ORLEANS Lyrics

joba’s bowlcut back then was ....... powerful

I meaannn... Jaden

Dom snapped on this one

Bowl cut Joba was top tier.

I feel like Dom doesn’t get the appreciation he deserves

3:40 responding to your question about Jesus being a pop star sir merlyn. The man you are enquiring about is a good sir named Kanye West who continuously tells us to follow his father on his new album about proclaiming himself as king. He also reminds about the workplace hours of the holy meeting place known for its exquisite food “Chick-Fil-A” as called by simple mortals.

Perfectly fine, it's fine
Said nigga brother, nigga brother, what you livin' for?
Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for?
They told me God gave me a mission
But I'm missing the supplies to complete it
I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to being defeated
So nigga brother, who you standin' with?
I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this
Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swerving in every lane
The feeling's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain
I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire
Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir
The disposition acquired from my position on Earth
Is telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth
When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse
I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work
I'm in tandem with my curse, going manic since my birth
See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Try to treat man like baby
Feel the teeth sink in like rabies
Boy, you know you don't look fly
Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye
Nothin' different now, all around now
Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection
Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me?
Wear your shit upon your sleeve, so projectin' on me
Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me?
Kill the eagle now, what that make of me?
Angle watch screen, couple sips of Tanqueray
I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway
Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena
Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño
Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle, slightly savage
Better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor
Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable
Got this mad ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal
Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival
I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible
Impending death is the only sign of life
I'm throwing Hail Marys 'til I die
Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up
Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again
Fast track to last place, I swear I've never been up top
But I'm up here somewhere
Out here, nobody can tell me shit
Shit, never mind what I did back then
You should take a look at yourself instead
Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself
Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Hoo! Voodoo Man
Mama took me to the church and I sang a hymn
Co-Colonized Christian
Now I'm losing my religion, yeah
God damn, so narcissistic this millennium
Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in
I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual
Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle
If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?
All these diamonds in my face, I'm shining like the day
I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?
If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late

why does Joba remind me of the squirrel from Over the Hedge in this video

Might be an unpopular opinion but Kevin abstract kinda carries the group 🤷🏻‍♀️

matt moves so fast and gets so close to the camera it can barely focus on him lmao

Merlyn killed it, I love him.

how yall gonna film a video for a song called new orleans in sydney

criminally exotic

I feel that this concert was probably worth the ticket price..

Nobody knows that Jaden Smith is on this track and I feel that people should

With what camera was this video shot

shit was lit

this really made the asian in matt jump out

just another day matt champion up in my face

Quem veio pelo saiko ?

*WHO TF MADE THE BEAT*

They make my pp hard, I'm scared.

JOBA killed this and Merlyn buried it

lmaooo the whole crowd was white

Ameer vann would’ve snapped on this 😢

why does dom look like Cory in the house

77 Antix I DIED OMFG

Imagine listening to this without the video.

Dom is so dope. I love him as the opener for any track.

joba...
yes

.... I goota get that baaag

Кто от мижгана пистолета?

FUAAAAA

JOBAAAAA

half this crowd is dead

Bowlcut guy sorta sounds like ninja

Bearface went home right after he said bye

the shit I have to face for stanning both BTS and Brockhampton is fucking real.

Oh hey I like them both

WHO IS ROBERTO

He makes their websites

TGKINGOD #1 FULLSUPPORT

It's funny because when I saw they interacting with the crowd I already know that anytime Meryl will jump on they

let's be real this whole album belonged to joba

2:03 dominic fike on the left?

*immediately queues THUG LIFE*

BLACK AND SMART AND SEXY UNIVERSALLY APPEALIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

joba's verse is actual ass

thespacebort VEVO get out

dom didnt have to snap like that

Dream collab: Playboi Carti with an exclusive Bearface rap verse

Só venho pra ver o Matt.

This hook at 2x is hilarious

if the service is an hour then im an hour late







i felt that 😳😎

Joba if you ever see this, you are one of a fucking kind!!!!!!

i see some tryna vibe while watching the mv but don’t memorise some bars, here y’all go


Perfectly fine, it's fine
Said nigga brother, nigga brother, what you livin' for?
Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for?
They told me God gave me a mission
But I'm missing the supplies to complete it
I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to being defeated
So nigga brother, who you standin' with?
I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this
Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swerving in every lane
The feeling's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain
I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire
Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir
The disposition acquired from my position on Earth
Is telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth
When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse
I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work
I'm in tandem with my curse, going manic since my birth
See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Try to treat man like baby
Feel the teeth sink in like rabies
Boy, you know you don't look fly
Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye
Nothin' different now, all around now
Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection
Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me?
Wear your shit upon your sleeve, so projectin' on me
Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me?
Kill the eagle now, what that make of me?
Angle watch screen, couple sips of Tanqueray
I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway
Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena
Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño
Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle, slightly savage
Better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor
Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable
Got this mad ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal
Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival
I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible
Impending death is the only sign of life
I'm throwing Hail Marys 'til I die
Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up
Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again
Fast track to last place, I swear I've never been up top
But I'm up here somewhere
Out here, nobody can tell me shit
Shit, never mind what I did back then
You should take a look at yourself instead
Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself
Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Hoo! Voodoo Man
Mama took me to the church and I sang a hymn
Co-Colonized Christian
Now I'm losing my religion, yeah
God damn, so narcissistic this millennium
Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in
I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual
Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle
If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?
All these diamonds in my face, I'm shining like the day
I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?
If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late

starting iridescence at 11:12 so that when it's finished GINGER will be out. :)

477 normies that hate the NO 🤢

this fuckin SLAPS live

THEIR BEST SO FAR!

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I think joba is literraly going insane

Like, I love Matt and JOBA, JOBA is fucking awesome, but when Merlyn comes in, it's sublime.

Matt's killer verse

ものすごい勢いを感じるバンドの登場。全米1位はダテじゃないですね。サマソニでどんな伝説を創るのか、、楽しみ！

Whose better Brock or hampton

I don't know man, Brock is pretty cool but Hampton always kills his verses

Jadens part was such an anti climax

WHO IS READY FOR GINGER

rip Jaden

lol so cute he tries to apologize for bumping into his fan xD @ 2:43

Who is the guy with the blond bowl cut ?

This video is epic!!!!!

They're so dope man😂😂 I watch this shit with the biggest smile just cuz I love seeing my boys winning!!

someone get that god damn bee off the mic

Joba tweaking this whole album

Joba and Dom are the most underrated members

TF did Kevin come out from after Joba? 😂

There are more black people in Brockhampton than there are in the audience of this video

spiffcorgi 💀💀

holy shit, their fan base is so.... white

2:30 My favorite part

What did Roberto say?

😔❤️😔❤️😔❤️

JOBA and Merlyn went insane in this album

#МИЖГАНПИСТОЛЕТ

Damn, Joba got a bowl cut and forgot how to calm down

that isn´t lil peep lol

Dom’s cig isn’t even lit in the beginning lmao

bearfaces verse exploded my ovaries

I GOTTA GET THAT BAGGG

Matt>>>>>>>>eminem

I cant understand matt in this song but I dont need to

Can’t wait for GovBall tomorrow! It’s bout to be lit af when they perform this song

shout out photomath

bearface be hittin us differently in here

merlyn : VOODOO MAN !
me : it’s so beautiful🥺

first song i heard of brockhampton an now i’m attached. does any diehard fan wanna give me a crash course on all the members n shit

nobody gone talk about how they're in a movie theatre

Doms verse is so fucking fire

Dom and Joba pops off holy shit

Another great song lads

Perfectly fine, it's fine

Said nigga brother, nigga brother, what you livin' for?
Is you gon' finish what you started? What you quittin' for?
They told me God gave me a mission
But I'm missing the supplies to complete it
I ain't the one you should read in, I'm used to being defeated
So nigga brother, who you standin' with?
I'm independent 'cause these parties never planned for this
Brother nigga with a brain, unintentionally swerving in every lane
The feeling's never the same, you chase what you couldn't gain
I'm so accustomed to flames, I couldn't tell you what's fire
Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir
The disposition acquired from my position on Earth
Is telling me decapitate everything for what it's worth
When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets in a hearse
I don't rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work
I'm in tandem with my curse, going manic since my birth
See the canvas as a planet I'm commanding with my nerves

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions

Try to treat man like baby
Feel the teeth sink in like rabies
Boy, you know you don't look fly
Dem gold chains turn your neck green, bye

Nothin' different now, all around now
Who you keep around now? That's a big reflection
Don't like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me?
Wear your shit upon your sleeve, so projectin' on me
Sense is your surround sound, what's your take on me?
Kill the eagle now, what that make of me?
Angle watch screen, couple sips of Tanqueray
I'ma throw a couple punches, I'ma do it anyway
Chin up, little son, I slide in like the macarena
Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño
Supersonic, move through tunnel, two-wheel cycle, slightly savage
Better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor
Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable
Got this mad ting on my body, man, my sweat lethal
Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival
I'ma call my own shots, hit the audible

Impending death is the only sign of life
I'm throwing Hail Marys 'til I die
Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind, throwin' up
Have my wings clipped, I don't need them shits, learn to fly again
Fast track to last place, I swear I've never been up top
But I'm up here somewhere
Out here, nobody can tell me shit
Shit, never mind what I did back then
You should take a look at yourself instead
Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself
Here's to health and here's to wealth, all together now

Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions
Tell 'em boys, don't run from us
I been down too long, cousin
I been down too long, brother
Tell the world, I ain't scared of nothin'
Tell the world, I ain't scared of jumpin'
Tell my boy, I want a crib in London
Tell the world to stop trippin' out
I'll build a different house with some different functions

Hoo! Voodoo Man
Mama took me to the church and I sang a hymn
Co-Colonized Christian
Now I'm losing my religion, yeah
God damn, so narcissistic this millennium
Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in
I don't go to church, but I'm so spiritual
Pulled my life out of dirt, that's a miracle
If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?
All these diamonds in my face, I'm shining like the day
I'm living in my prime, man, what can I say?
If the service is an hour, I'm an hour late