BROCKHAMPTON - TAPE Lyrics




[Kevin Abstract:]
I could barely rap, I could barely dance
I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance
For me and my boyfriend still the same
And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
For a reason to get my bucks up
And the reason I care about society
Is a good enough reason just to hire me
But honestly, see my mom can't walk
And her lungs don't work like they used to
And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant
But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
But even more cruel to be
This is here for you niggas that paid to hear me

Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
And I should probably spend my time
Writing rhymes in the dentist's office
That's killing two birds in one song
When I was younger, way before I was grown
I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
I'm saving my time for mics later
I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
They hate truth, they hate peace
They want my niggas to burn with us

[Joba:]
Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
And between the tick-tocks, speeding down the one way
Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
All my life I've felt inadequate
And through the years I've dealt with
Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint
Forgive me
Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
But I'm a master of believing my lies
And you can't break me, and I can't break at the speed of light

[Matt Champion:]
I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
"You cool but quit complaining 'bout all that"
That's why I'm showing up late
I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
Where my sense at?
Four-cylinder go round, Lincoln Towncar pick me up
Drop me off
I got bubble under my biceps, meet me into the sidestep
Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
Tell 'em I work, like, what, what time for me now
Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
Bank account with less fees now, make it from ways to feed now
Thinking of ways to be everything but right now

[Dom McLennon:]
It's crazy how things that are best
Reminisce when we check ourselves
It's crazy how people who left
Started feeling left out when we step for health
Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
I don't always remember to call goodnight
I don't always remember my altitude
I don't always remember to stop the fight
But I might check my sight, it ain't right
Yeah I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
Until I'm forced to close my eyes
Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
Emotions bleed, I can't believe
How I'm sleeping through the night





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BROCKHAMPTON TAPE Comments
  1. Malaika

    I could barely rap, I could barely dance
    I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
    And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance for me
    And my boyfriend that’s entertainment
    And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
    For a reason to get my bucks up, and the reason I care about society
    Is a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, see my mom can't walk and her lungs don't work like they used to
    And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit that’s just fucking rude And untrue and
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
    But even more cruel to be, this is here for you niggas that paid to hear me
    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
    And I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds with one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown, I wanted a deal with Death Row
    Or Rhymesayers, I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace, they want my niggas to burn
    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks speeding down the one way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine
    No, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with tragedy after tragedy
    God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way
    Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can break at the speed of light
    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later
    She got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like you're lucky where you at
    You cool but quit complaining 'bout all dat
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round
    Lincoln Tahoe pick me up
    Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps, meet me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work like what, what time for me now
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see you now
    Fourteen, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account with less fees now
    Make it from ways to feed now, thinking of ways to be everything
    But right now
    It's crazy how things that are best reminisce when we check ourselves
    It's crazy people who left started feeling left out when we set for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might check my sight
    It ain't right, yeah, I know
    But my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night

  2. fuck life -

    trash they got better rappers juice wrld lil skies and more

  3. Toby Hammond

    crying alone in my room. a social reject. it's been months since i've had a conversation with anybody - i'm ready to give up
    "It ain't right, yeah, I know
    But my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night"

    t_wigs.

    How you coping?

    Toby Hammond

    @t_wigs. thanks for sentiment - im like in duck in water - it's all calm on the surface but under the water the legs are paddling a mile a minute - im working hard with no end i sight - not giving up - you only don't win - when you give in !

    thanks friend

  4. bornasghostss

    everybody say thank you joba

  5. ツval

    matt doesn't really stand out in iridescense but his verse here is UNDERRATED AS FUCK

  6. Cara Palvin

    TAMBIÉN SE BUSCÓ

    1 de 4

    2 de 4

    I could barely rap, I could barely dance
    I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
    And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance for me
    And my boyfriend still the same
    And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
    For a reason to get my bucks up, and the reason I care about society
    Is a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, see my mom can't walk and her lungs don't work like they used to
    And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
    But even more cruel to be, this is here for you niggas that paid to hear me

    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
    And I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds with one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown, I wanted a deal with Death Row
    Or Rhymesayers, I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace, they want my niggas to burn

    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks speeding down the one way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine
    No, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with tragedy after tragedy
    God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way
    Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can break at the speed of light

    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later
    She got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like you're lucky where you at
    You cool but quit complaining 'bout all dat
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round
    Lincoln Tahoe pick me up
    Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps, meet me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work like what, what time for me now
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see you now
    Fourteen, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account with less fees now
    Make it from ways to feed now, thinking of ways to be everything
    But right now

    It's crazy how things that are best reminisce when we check ourselves
    It's crazy people who left started feeling left out when we set for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might check my sight
    It ain't right, yeah, I know
    But my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night

  7. enviousmagenta

    This song made me love this album💜 its soo Beautiful the verse flow n the instrumentals ✨

  8. Ariadna López

    I could barely rap, I could barely dance
    I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
    And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance for me
    And my boyfriend still the same
    And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
    For a reason to get my bucks up, and the reason I care about society
    Is a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, see my mom can't walk and her lungs don't work like they used to
    And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
    But even more cruel to be, this is here for you niggas that paid to hear me

    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
    And I should probably spend my time writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds with one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown, I wanted a deal with Death Row
    Or Rhymesayers, I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace, they want my niggas to burn

    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks speeding down the one way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine
    No, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with tragedy after tragedy
    God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way
    Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can break at the speed of light

    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later
    She got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like you're lucky where you at
    You cool but quit complaining 'bout all dat
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round
    Lincoln Tahoe pick me up
    Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps, meet me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work like what, what time for me now
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see you now
    Fourteen, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account with less fees now
    Make it from ways to feed now, thinking of ways to be everything
    But right now

    It's crazy how things that are best reminisce when we check ourselves
    It's crazy people who left started feeling left out when we set for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might check my sight
    It ain't right, yeah, I know
    But my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night

  9. Diana Ortega

    Most underrated song on this album !!

  10. Aubrie Hoskins

    This should have a billion views

  11. Chef Boyardee 420

    Ameer isnt needed

  12. Eugênio Cezar

    The violins at the end remind me of logic’s paradise, both are so brilliantly beautiful

  13. Soren

    watch this dipshits (starts sobbing uncontrollably)

  14. Toby Hammond

    I WILL BE PUMPIN THIS TRACK TILL I EXPIRE💯

  15. violentdays

    Best song off the album

  16. ben bob biggest fan

    2019 anyone??

  17. Bryce Hair

    God joba’s verses hit me right in the gut there so fucking on point; dudes a star.

  18. Max Müller

    Joba´s part gets to me on so many levels, it´s crazy good!!!

  19. xeni zation

    Masterpiece tho

  20. MC Silverstein

    0:53 DiD jObA pReDiCt TiKtOk?

  21. Mooph

    Reminds me of Gyroscope by Boards of Canada

    Chill Bill

    Tbh it kinda does sound like it

  22. alexy sese

    Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
    I can barely rap, I can barely dance
    I can barely laugh, I can barely hang
    I want a male stripper to do a belly dance
    For me and my boyfriend, that's entertainment
    And I'm drunk as fuck, my niggas tuxed up
    I need a reason to get my bucks up
    I need a reason to care about society
    They need a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, you see my mom can't walk
    And her lungs don't work like they used to
    I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit that's just fucking rude and untrue and
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's cruel to me
    But even more cruel to be
    Dissing you in front of niggas that pay to hear me

    Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off it
    I should probably spend my time
    Writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds in one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown
    I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
    I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace
    They want my niggas to burn with us

    Verse 2: Joba]
    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks, speeding down the one-way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with
    Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way
    Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can't brake at the speed of light

    Verse 3: Matt Champion]
    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
    Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
    "You cool, but quit complaining 'bout all that"
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round, Lincoln Town Car pick me up
    Drop me off
    I got bubble under my biceps, sneak me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work, like, what, what time for me now?
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account move like speeds now
    Make it from ways to feed now
    Thinking of ways to be everything but right now

    Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
    It's crazy how things feel the best
    When reminiscing 'til we check ourselves
    It's crazy how people who left
    Say they feeling left out when we step for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember to call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might check my sight, it ain't right
    Yeah I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night

  23. Gabriel

    I was listening to this song's ending in the car, on a sunny autumn day. As the sun shined down upon me through the red leaves I felt a beautiful energy.. Then J'OUVERT came on and I became a thug.

    MrSpikeyface

    This is def a fall album

  24. SMOKEYBEARISNOTCOOL

    MIRROR MAZE IN MY SUPERNOVA WITH A DEAD DOVE KILLIN MY LINE WITH BROKEN HEARTS FUCK BROKEN BONES IM LOST I FOUND MYSELF EVERY TURN BUT NEVER FOUNT ME MY MOM MOVED UP THESE SECRETS ON HIGH SHELFS BUT SIDESTEP I GREW STEP UP AND WHAT ON THE FRIDGE ITS SUPERNOVA+

  25. NERD-E-PRODUCTIONS

    WOOOOO THAT ISH IS TOOOO HOOOOOTT🔥!!!!!!!!!!!

  26. Jujujr13

    This reminded me of old Mac miller

  27. Lyric Nance

    underappreciated

  28. JaydenHasLeft TheHouse

    Sounds like a song from WOLF by Tyler

    ツval

    wdym? i can't see why, genuinely curious

  29. EPICLEPRICA

    I don’t know if people will agree with me here but in this song I really feel like JOBA took what Ameer would’ve given us in this song. The more straight forward flow and the more layed back tone. It just makes me think of him crying on stage after Ameer got kicked out. I can really hear Ameers voice in this. Thank you, JOBA.

  30. bryce wall

    I really love this album.

  31. tommy h

    at the end of loophole you hear kevin breathe in brockhampton is a group of geniuses

  32. Quintin Casl

    Chills soon as this song started. This whole album... damn.

  33. AdrnLmao

    amazing

  34. shiz

    3:00 - 3:24

    bornasghostss

    correction: 0:48 - 1:37

  35. Hiram Lopez carrasquillo

    This song has helped my depression. But it's hard. This is so difficult.

  36. Duncan Gagnon

    When Dom comes in and the drums do that thang , HOLY SHIT

  37. ERBOCH

    Joba really did Ameer's portion of this album, I had no clue it was him lmao

  38. LaCour lacour

    Need a Russell Boring solo project

    bornasghostss

    lacour the boy ABSOLUTELY YES

  39. Beskupehn

    that drum is THERMAL

  40. Hellboimel721

    Kevin really showed us his heart on this. Reminding me of his emotions on American boyfriend

    7rey

    how dare you

  41. Sophie Cloutier

    Favorite song off the album

  42. LewieBot

    sounds like an animu

    November

    damn feller thats exactly what I kept thinking first few times I heard this

  43. Andre Woodford

    Going to your concert nov. 28!

  44. Zeke Sparxz TV

    https://www.change.org/p/brockhampton-ameer-vann-back-in-brockhampton?recruiter=888685422&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_abi.pacific_abi_gmail_send.variation.pacific_abi_select_all_contacts.select_all.pacific_email_copy_en_gb_4.v1.pacific_email_copy_en_us_3.control.pacific_email_copy_en_us_5.v1.lightning_share_by_medium_message.control.lightning_2primary_share_options_more.variant

    Warm Numel

    Zeke Sparxz TV shut up bitch

  45. Gigi V

    The beat reminds me of Lionsong by Bjork just sped up

  46. Abbie Wojcik

    my fav brockhampton song at the moment

  47. Dazh

    Joba is a king

  48. That One Guy

    RADIOHEAD SAMPLE HOLY SHIT

  49. osyrys

    JOBA was giving me Wu-Tang vibes

  50. KOBD 613 BODYBUILDING

    Is that JOBA on the 3rd verse? If it is, why doesn't doesn't he use this cadence and rhyme style all the time?

    chaseey

    nah it is joba

    uG Chaoticz

    VERSE 1: Kevin
    VERSE 2: Joba
    VERSE 3: Matt
    VERSE 4: Dom

    bornasghostss

    that is joba. he fucking killed this song 100% but i also really like a lot of his other verses.

    all american iridescence

    @bornasghostss you're fucking stupid lmao. verse three is matt.

  51. JOJOOO

    This instrumental goes the fuck in

  52. Toby Hammond

    Doooope! Violins are so sweet. 👌

  53. Untitled Name Gang

    That Rhymesayers line has a special place in my heart now.

  54. Last Kvng_zeal

    sounds like flying lotus produced

  55. Last Kvng_zeal

    best song off the album no debate sorry

  56. pjiscool2000

    Ameer wouldve killed this beat

    Wee Woo

    Kicking him was a bad decision musically

    Aegloo 2K

    @Wee Woo but a very good decision for their representation as a band. When they blow up even more than they are now and are headlining everywhere at concerts, on the radio all the time and top of the charts all the time, it would look even worse if Ameer's stayed because it would look like a band complacent with abuse etc. It's very sad and I hope Ameer tries going solo, but it was a good decision overall.

    DeeLiv 1998

    @Aegloo 2K It was a very difficult decision for sure, but they ultimately made the right decision. It still tears me to pieces he's not there but at least we will have the saturation era to remember him by. I hope he does go solo or winds up working with Maxo Kream or something.

    Warm Numel

    pjiscool2000 ameer "raps about loving sexual violence" vann

    PeDzzz

    Ameer had a bad flow and wasnt really good lyrically I only like his part on Heat

  57. Chill Bro

    Kevin’s flow is crazy on this one

  58. Deadly Doodles

    This is real shit

  59. k0nfuciu5

    holy fucking shit

  60. Raul Romero

    I sobbed in the shower

    Hiram Lopez carrasquillo

    I feel you.

  61. Jonathan Bullas

    The skittery beat and the strings. Were they listening to Bjork’s Homogenic when they made this?

    Dan Birch

    The beat is sampled from radioheads videotape

    Jonathan Bullas

    Haitus Chrome yeah I’ve seen Bandstand’s video on it. I’m just saying the overall sound of this one reminds me of that album.

    Mynameismyname

    Jonathan Bullas think I heard in an interview they did that the whole album is inspired by Kid A which I think in turn was inspired by Bjork, so there may in fact be a real connection there.

    dont say the n word

    inspired by death grips who collaborated with bjork

  62. Jo Sew

    I officially can’t pick a favorite. This song is incredible.

  63. Mora Lee

    This one hear .. damn🔥🔥

  64. JOSVPH

    MY FAVORITE SONG ON THIS GODDAMN ALBUM

    Jonah Maegraith

    JOSVPH agreed

    Nick Mezah

    Underrated

    Alec Jambo

    me too lmao

  65. G G

    Didn’t like this album first listen but I’m starting to think this is an all time great experience. Reminds me of a Radiohead album.

    Jae Lopez

    This song actually samples Videotape by Radiohead

    EzioMonty117

    They said themselves that they were inspired by Kid A when they were making this album

  66. Mubin Nasir

    Those strings at the end...chills

  67. patrickcollins574

    damn sounds like aphex twin produced this

  68. CreepperReaper

    the instrumental is 🔥

    Alejandro Alonso Sánchez

    this actually samples radiohead's "videotape" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0ZECWpnQNQ

  69. Ismael Saucedo

    these drums giving me hella Aphex Twin vibes

    AlfredoDubstep

    Jericho Moon thank god hallelujah I wasn’t the only one who thought so too

    Alexander Vorstermans

    the drums were sampled from Radiohead's song Videotape (see the TAPE reference) off the album In Rainbows, that's why they sound that good (plus the god tier sampling)

    Brandon Gore

    Yeah especially during Dom's verse

  70. Inprogress (Official)

    Ayyye, Kevin shouted out Rhymesayers in his verse. And this song is so dope. Really inspirational fr..🙏😥

  71. UwU Central

    [Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
    I could barely rap, I could barely dance
    I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
    And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance
    For me and my boyfriend still the same
    And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
    For a reason to get my bucks up
    And the reason I care about society
    Is a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, see my mom can't walk
    And her lungs don't work like they used to
    And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
    But even more cruel to be
    This is here for you niggas that paid to hear me

    [Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
    And I should probably spend my time
    Writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds in one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown
    I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
    I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace
    They want my niggas to burn with us

    [Verse 2: Joba]
    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks, speeding down the one way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with
    Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint
    Forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can't brake at the speed of light

    [Verse 3: Matt Champion]
    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
    Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
    "You cool but quit complaining 'bout all that"
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round, Lincoln Towncar pick me up
    Drop me off
    I got bubble under my biceps, sneak me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work, like, what, what time for me now
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account with less fees now, make it from ways to feed now
    Thinking of ways to be everything but right now

    [Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
    It's crazy how things feel the best when reminiscing 'til we check ourselves
    It's crazy how people who left say they feeling left out when we step for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember to call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might
    Check my sight, it ain't right
    Yeah I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm slipping through the night

  72. John Wilkins

    god damn

  73. whiskyhotel199

    Fuck journalist they hate peace, they hate truth.

  74. Ayman R

    Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
    I could barely rap, I could barely dance
    I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
    And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance
    For me and my boyfriend still the same
    And I'm drunk as fuck, nigga sucks up
    For a reason to get my bucks up
    And the reason I care about society
    Is a good enough reason just to hire me
    But honestly, see my mom can't walk
    And her lungs don't work like they used to
    And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
    I be saying shit just to fucking ruined it, I'm truant
    But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
    But even more cruel to be
    This is here for you niggas that paid to hear me

    [Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
    Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
    And I should probably spend my time
    Writing rhymes in the dentist's office
    That's killing two birds in one stone
    When I was younger, way before I was grown
    I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
    I'm saving my time for mics later
    I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
    I hate writers, I hate tweets, I hate journalists
    They hate truth, they hate peace
    They want my niggas to burn with us

    [Verse 2: Joba]
    Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
    Watch the time stop just to speed up, watch life unfold
    And between the tick-tocks, speeding down the one way
    Fuck these signs, fuck these lights, put my life on the line
    When it feel right, I'm fine, no, I'm not lyin', don't ask me
    I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll, just hope I don't crash it
    But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
    Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
    All my life I've felt inadequate
    And through the years I've dealt with
    Tragedy after tragedy, God, send a message
    Send a messenger my way, never claimed to be a saint
    Forgive me
    Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
    I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
    I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
    But I'm a master of believing my lies
    And you can't break me, and I can't brake at the speed of light

    [Verse 3: Matt Champion]
    I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later?
    Like she got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
    I'm afraid to speak my pains like, "You lucky where you at"
    "You cool but quit complaining 'bout all that"
    That's why I'm showing up late
    I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
    For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
    Where my sense at?
    Four-cylinder go round, Lincoln Towncar pick me up
    Drop me off
    I got bubble under my biceps, sneak me into the sidestep
    Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
    Fuck it, I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
    Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
    Tell 'em I work, like, what, what time for me now
    Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
    Lose you in crowds, I see now, 14, I see 'em all inside of me now
    Bank account with less fees now, make it from ways to feed now
    Thinking of ways to be everything but right now

    [Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
    It's crazy how things that are best
    Reminisce when we check ourselves
    It's crazy how people who left
    Started feeling left out when we step for health
    Still accustomed to nights filled with solitude
    I don't always remember to call goodnight
    I don't always remember my altitude
    I don't always remember to stop the fight
    But I might check my sight, it ain't right
    Yeah I know, but my strife overwhelms, every night
    Until I'm forced to close my eyes
    Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
    Emotions bleed, I can't believe
    How I'm sleeping through the night

  75. Kaded

    This song is sorta like what we get instead of Ready for War.
    tis a banger

    gravy so cold bitch i think i need a flu shot

    @Bullinater the song had a ameer verse so they wont release it cause they hate him now im pretty sure

    SubparPanda

    Wow thats an interesting way to look at this song

    SubparPanda

    @uh niiice. Maybe we'll get the doc after this trilogy concludes.

    NESOHC

    If they don't release a rip on youtube I will be very mad

  76. Raunak Vijay

    The drums kind of remind me of videotape by radiohead.

    That One Guy

    That's because it is. Check the linear notes or go to Wikipedia.

    Johannes Gutenburg

    They sampled it

    Johannes Gutenburg

    How hard is it for you fucking bastards to read previous comments always wanting to do a gotcha and show off stupid bitch sluts

    Gaalis

    @Johannes Gutenburg you also did it :D

    Gabriel Antos

    @Gaalis Ikr likee is Johannes trying to be ironic or something?

  77. val

    i cant believe how good this is omg

  78. lee jardine

    fav song on album wow

  79. Hugh Edgar

    Flawless.