The Brush Man - Junkman II Lyrics

This is who I am
I'm the junk man, Bobby's oldest son and I'm on the run
I'm up man feeling like I don't compare to none

I am crazy baby glad you got to see my second coming this is nothing
Like the first time cause this time isn't funny

I know I can't write rhymes
But now it feels like my time
You asking me, "what's this all about?"
Bitch it's high time

That I go supersonic and moronic when I'm on the chronic step back
The bass is make you feeling like you under attack
Tryna make you feel like I'm a DJ who can rap
Tryna make you think that I get all of them stacks

Rollin up to the beech, we get in for free
Champagne popping every week celebrate the streak
Speakers popping
Neighbors calling
The police
This is me
This is who I am, this is who I be

Rollin up to the beech, we get in for free
Champagne popping every week celebrate the streak
Speakers popping
Neighbors calling
The police
This is me
This is who I am, I'm the Junk man

Wait
What if it's all just a front
Money is not what I want
Maybe this music is my way of letting it out
Tell you all what I'm thinking about

Maybe it's love
Maybe There isn't enough
Maybe it's there but I only see what they want me to see, none of the rough

Damn this is the confusing stuff

I am not rude
I try to make everybody else happy cause thats what my parents would do
Coming home to a house filled with opposing views
That's when the fighting gets brewed

That's when the people you love the most disappear like a ghost
Feeling them slip away, talk to them everyday
Knowing there's thousands of things that you will never see or you never will know

I know I look happy
But now I sound sad
But Don't think that I'm tryna make you all feel bad

I'm Tryna be honest
And help you see
That I don't think the world should revolve around me

I just want peace
Love, and affection
Music is the way that I'm making that connection

We're all one nation
Under some god
And all I want to do is bring us all together
Before I'm gone

So let's come together
No matter the weather
Be happy and laughing together

Listen my brothers and sisters
United we'll always be better

Tell me I'm wrong

Friendship will make you feel strong
Please can we all get along, because I cannot sit back and watch this whole world fall apart
Because one group thinks that they are better than all