BROCKHAMPTON - FIGHT Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]My male role models drug dealers and thugsMy father learned how to solve problems with gunsAnd when I grew up I learned what racism wasAnd what teaching it does, and like my teachers would say"Little black boys have a place in the worldLike hanging from trees."Or dead in the street, like I seen on TVAll them boys they killed, they looked just like meNot like Brandon or Chandler, but Malik and KareemI was born with a target, and it stuck to my skinAnd I learned in social studies, I was one of them menWho were locked in the chains, but not locked in the penBut I'm bigger than that, I'm the beginning and end[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]I'm the sun and the moonI'm the light and the dark, I am life in the tombI'm the pharaoh and slave, gentrifying my spiritIt's like a knife in the womb, refuse to act like a parrotOr to dance like a monkey, see your stance is apparentThat's why I'm here for the money, don't care to cater to meritY'all *****izing my spirit, I see your culture’s dependentOn what you didn’t inherit, won't let my world be attemptedI'm staying distant[Chorus: Kevin Abstract, Merlyn Wood]Who gonna be the reason why I get high?Who gonna be the reason why I turn over?Who gonna be the gunner that I don't trust?Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped?Who gonna be the reason why I get high?Who gonna be the reason why I turn over?Who gonna be the gunner that I don't trust?Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped?Who gonna be the reason why I get high? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the reason why I turn over? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the gunner that I don't trust? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the reason why I get high? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the reason why I turn over? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the gunner that I don't trust? (Bloodsucka!)Who gonna be the gunner that get they ass whooped? (Bloodsucka!)[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]Bum, bum, beat 'em, I would never wanna be 'emIf I catch 'em slipping, they gon' have to meet the eagleBum, bum, beat 'em, treat these niggas how I see 'emI don't need you either, send you right back where I seen yaBum, bum, beat 'em, I would never wanna be 'emIf I catch 'em slipping, they gon' have to meet the eagleBum, bum, beat 'em, treat these niggas how I see 'emI don't need you either, send you right back where I seen ya[Outro: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]In the game, in the game, in the game, in the game (bloodsucka!)In the game, in the game, in the game, in the game (bloodsucka!)Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangs (bloodsucka!)Running thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangsIn the game, in the game, in the game, in the, in theIn the game, in the game, in the game, running thangsRunning thangs, running, run, running, run, running, runRunning thangs, running, run, running, run, running thangs
