DON'T SHOOT UP THE PARTY

DON'T SHOOT UP THE PARTY (Explicit) - Brockhampton
Kevin Abstract：
All-American self-hatred runs deep
White boys all I see whenever I sleep
N***as think I think these thoughts on purpose
But I knew 'bout NSYNC 'fore cash could rule me
Colonized minds by masters and slaves
They both hate n***as that like n***as that sing
Homophobic I tried to gang-bang
I tried to get laid I had to get paid
Hopped off the ship I land on my feet
In Corpus Christi I got my own street
Running this s**t like its a track meet
I had to go back home I seen too many n***as dying of w**d
Now get my dawgs black well let 'em live well
What a miracle we dreamed a million stories to tell
You are now tuned in baby to thе new classic
New machine keep thе beats keep 'em dancing
Kevin Abstract：
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please
Please don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please
Please don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up my party please
Please Please please please
Please please
Matt Champion：
This a jam for you and you h*es
For the people in the back standin' on they tippy toes
Don't give a d**n what the journalist wrote
Always stayed inside like they in the catacombs
On the prowl like a lion
Watchin' for the prey that might slit his throat
It's about time that I let your a*s go
Ya' deserved the guillotine even more
Oh oh
Kiss my a*s treat my balls like it's mistletoe
F**k dash get cash by the truckload
Made this album with my dawgs but the city closed
You in for a hell of a ride
Oh oh
This a good time know I'm d**n right
Order every single bottle of the best wine
F**k your final me I all know
Dedicate this to my family in Chicago
Kevin Abstract/Joba：
Stay down I'm sorry
Stay down you're ugly
Oh oh
The people need more than money
These white people don't love me
Oh oh
Stay down I'm sorry
Stay down I'm hungry
Oh oh
Don't need you to love me
F**k you come f**k me
I know
Kevin Abstract：
Don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please
Please don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up the party please
Please don't shoot up the party
Don't shoot up my party please
Please Please please please
Please please
Joba：
What's the issue
Why you gotta grab that pistol
Think about who gon' miss you
Never know what I been through
What's the issue
Why you gotta grab that pistol
Think about who gon' miss you
Never know what they might do
Don't shoot up the party don't shoot up the p