you’ve got a friend - brockhampton (live at the chapel)

Unreleased BROCKHAMPTON song meant for their original 4th studio album titled PUPPY.

PUPPY

I'LL BE THERE - BROCKHAMPTON

BROCKHAMPTON - ONE FIFTY (feat. Dijon & Ryan Beatty) (NEW MATT VERSE)

FRANK OCEAN SELF CONTROL ON BY MY SIDE JUST LIKE HOW IT WAS ON THE OG IG LIVE

OG SONG TITLE IS: "This Could Be A Good Summer"

Kevin Abstract - BY MY SIDE (Feat. Ryan Beatty & Frank Ocean) (CDQ)

Kevin Abstract - TUCKER (feat. Christian Alexander)

Unreleased

Kevin Abstract - ONCE IN MY LIFE (feat. Ryan Beatty, Baird & SoGone SoFlexy)

BROCKHAMPTON - CHUBBY (CDQ)

Golden chains swing on the platform of gain
We board the gravy train while the others remain
Smiles too bright, suits pressed fine
But the tracks underneath echo a working-line

I step in velvet shoes on a carpet of coins
Money dripping from ceilings while the labour groans
We toast to the blessing, we call it the climb
Raise our glasses high but we ignore the grind
They built the rails with sweat on their backs unseen
While we sip champagne in the limousine scene
Gravy train moving fast, destination unknown
Luxury reflected in the windows of chrome
But the yard yards away where the engines roar weak
The workers clock out, the profits peak
We count the zeros like prayers in the night
But every market crash hides a human plight
Money’s the blessing they sold as the holy gift
Turns out the chains are heavy, the weights lift

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Corporate towers glisten like altars of god
We bow to the ledger, applaud what they prod
We’re kings of the slide-board, masters of flex
But the cost of the ticket’s hidden in specs
We wear the brand-logo like scripture of worth
But the souls that supplied it still walk the Earth
We draft the contracts, they dig the mines
We drink from the goblet while they thirst for the lines
The train’s whistle echoes in the valley of noise
Where the workers huddle, the exploited boys
We ride past stations labelled “sacrifice”, “margins low”
We wave from the windows while the engines go slow
Fake luxury dripping from our wrists and our necks
While the supply chain strains under the lack of respect

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Final whistle blow, the train stops at the gate
We step off in tuxedos but we carry the weight
Of hollow applause, empty deals sealed
Of human cost hidden behind the wheels
We pass the velvet rope, cameras flash our names
While factories idle in the shadows of fame
They made the tracks, we bought the ride
Now we market the dream and the others died
The buttery text on the brochure says “success”
But the bill-folded pages hide the process
Golden train runs on rails of misère
We build our crowns but the cost’s unfair
We laugh in the yacht while the landscape bleeds
We feast at the feast while someone else feeds

Ride the gravy train, glinting gold in the rain
Smile for the lens while the others feel the pain
Money like blessing, reversed in the frame
Golden train rails built on someone else’s shame

Velvet steps echo in the hall of gain
We board again, forget the train’s pain
Gravy flowing fast, but the source remains
Golden train moving while the others strain

Gravy Train

🌫️🐾 Slow Dog in the Half-Light — The Dub Chillwave Saga Nobody Asked For 🐾🌫️

Ever wondered what happens when someone with the emotional discipline of a caffeine-addicted squirrel starts orbiting around a creature of pure cosmic patience?

Exactly.
This track happens.

Here’s the plot:

You’ve got one entity (me), floating around like a confused vaporwave ghost who can’t decide whether to flirt, vanish, or knock over your favorite houseplant — and then drift back whispering “oopsie.”

And then there’s Slow Dog — the chillest presence in the multiverse.
A being so calm that even meditation apps would hire him as a consultant.
Someone who moves like a dub bassline on holiday.
Someone who could survive emotional earthquakes by simply standing there thinking,
“…okay.”

So of course I circle around him like a malfunctioning satellite asking for attention.
I poke. I prod. I perform interpretive micro-chaos.
He just… breathes.
A steady, warm, unshakable glow in the half-light.

This track is exactly that dynamic:
🔥 chaotic tease energy
vs.
🌊 zen-master stoicism

But with deep dub echoes, chillwave softness, and the feeling of a late-night conversation you’re pretending not to care about but absolutely do.

If you’ve ever tested someone’s patience just to confirm they still like you…
Congratulations.
This song is your emotional spirit animal.

Press play and enjoy the storm circling the stillness.
Or the stillness confusing the storm.
Whichever mood you’re in.

Slow Dog won’t rush.
He never does.
That’s why we love him.

Lyrics:

I move in quiet circles,
soft steps across your calm —
touching at your patience
just to feel a little spark.
You breathe like distant rhythms,
steady, deep and warm —
so I stir the air around you,
just to wake a little storm.

Slow Dog in the half-light…
holding your pace, holding your glow…
I tease your calm on purpose,
just to see if you will move.
You never rush, you never break,
you stay grounded in the flow…
Slow Dog in the half-light —
and I’m drawn to how you go.

Sometimes I slip away laughing,
sometimes I come back close —
I shift from mood to moment,
like tides you never chose.
Your silence has a heartbeat,
steady, low and sure —
and I dance around its edges
just to learn what you endure.

Slow Dog in the half-light…
keeping your pace, keeping your glow…
I brush against your quiet
just to feel your steady pull.
You never rush, you never bend,
you stay centered in the flow…
Slow Dog in the half-light —
and I circle ‘round your soul.

Maybe I push because you stay…
maybe I test because you hold…
maybe your quiet meets my fire
in a way that never folds…
echo… echo…
slow dog… don’t go…

So I’ll keep drifting near you,
soft steps through your steady night —
restless pulse in a shifting shape,
drawn to your gentle light.

Slow Dog (Dub Chillwave Version)

Pulsing lights, cosmic beats rising.

Sliding through the starlight, racing past the glow,
Little sparks of motion where the night begins to flow.
Crossing every planet with a rhythm smooth and tight,
Moving like a whisper in the velvet of the night.

Nothing ever slows them, 
nothing in their way,
Touching every heartbeat on the floor tonight as they sway.

Neutrinos tonight, 
moving wild in the sky,
Slipping through the stars as the music gets high.
Neutrinos tonight, 
feel them pass through the sound,
Every little pulse lifting dancers from the ground.

Born from burning centers where the giant fires spin,
Riding on the tempo like a secret drifting in.
Sliding past the dancers with a smooth electric glide,
Joining with the rhythm as the galaxy opens wide.

Nothing ever holds them, 
nothing brings them down,
Spinning with the echo of the bodies all around.

Neutrinos tonight, 
moving wild in the sky,
Slipping through the stars as the music gets high.
Neutrinos tonight, 
feel them pass through the sound,
Every little pulse lifting dancers from the ground.

Touch the cosmic floor, let the energy surround,
Hear the stellar call as the beat goes round.
Feel the current rise in the shimmer of the night,
Every heart aligned with the cosmic flight.

Neutrinos tonight, moving wild in the sky,
Slipping through the stars as the music gets high.
Neutrinos tonight, feel them pass through the sound,
Every little pulse lifting dancers from the ground.

Soft fade, bass breathing, stars echoing the last pulse.

Kevin Abstract - TUCKER (feat. Christian Alexander)

BEVERLY DAZE

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