Brockhampton – Chain On Hold Me

One, two

Go ahead, throw a chain on nigga
Tell them boys where you came from nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin’ nigga
Tryna say somethin’
Go ahead, throw a chain on nigga
Tell them boys where you came from nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna say somethin’ nigga
Tryna say, say


Fifth string, Young Peggy ring, go
Slick with the ink, these melodies need Duolingo (Shit)
Same size as Dua Lipa, where the fuck my pen go?
Second fiddle to widows, you feel like Eddie Winslow
Street Fighter like Birdie, keep a stick like [?]
Did you win if your purpose is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it, is you just doin’ the minimum?
Used to get fifty views, now they need Peggy’s momentum (Yeah)
Let’s check the addendum
Switch the code, I’m speakin’ prophecies, like That’s So Raven
Bald headed with lil’ status, I feel like Maven
But I be dressed like Raven, up in the studio slavin’
Wonder how Peggy be- (Wait, wait)
Wonder how Peggy be cakin’? I be Easy Bakin’
My oven stay prepped and ready for the heat they takin’
Niggas that took this road and failed ain’t have proper placement
Some of you niggas don’t live well, does Peggy make you hate him?
Is it how I make the beats sound like Poltergeist? (Huh?)
Or when my homies bring my name up is it breedin’ spite?
It’s all talent, perfectly balanced, young supreme Khan
Who am I? Wake up every morning like it’s do or die
No surprise, folks get jealous when you cut the ties
Livin’ life, Lance Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don’t need six seconds, you remember Vine
It’s nasty


Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y’all, y’all
On the home court, yes, this one goes out to you
Here’s to all the real DJs out there
‘Cause I don’t send my music to no garbage DJs, they get shit
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of da police
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of the beast
Woop-woop, that’s the sound of da police


Stuck in the wild, murder with a smile
The only child to make it up out the mud, yeah
My fingers bloody, my tooth is kinda crushed (Uh-huh)
The rush I hate is the one that you love
Fingers crossed (Yeah), criss-crossed, applesauce
Rugrats, writin’ raps, quittin’ jobs, runnin’ laps
Who was that that found the coke in your bag
I was hopeless, we would laugh, on the lawn doin’ math
Ayy, ayy, I need some new jeans, I admire your blue jeans
I admire your mood swings, I admire the whole thing
It’s gettin’ lonely in Cali’, yeah it’s so sunny though
Still got hope for the bloke over there with the runny nose
If I could keep your eyes on me long enough
I could prolly trick you into thinkin’ that I’m right enough
Like I got it all together, tell your fam’ I’m bright enough
Keep my crew tight enough, give me the time, I’m…


He stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time


Hold me by surprise
And try to remember yesterday
Hold me by my head (Head, yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time
I lay, I pray, for you in this time


Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah (Like a creature from another time)


Hold me by surprise
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Hold me by surprise
Yeah-yeah-yeah, no you won’t (See, you quick)
Hold me by surprise (Yeah)
And try to remember yesterday
Hold me by my head (Ooh yeah)
And rinse away the pain of yesterday


Cash rules everything around me

I lay, I pray, for you in this time
Cash rules everything around me
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y’all, y’all
Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties

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