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The Boy Who Broke The Universe

by Bright Campa

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1.
Utopia 02:10
[Intro] Whoa yeah, okay yeah! [Verse 1] Everywhere I go, I get paper Yeah, woo! Every day, I get paper I'm a rock star, could've joined Slayer Got a drum in the tech oh, oh yeah That G14 will put you on your knees [Hook] Uh yeah, I got to get it together I'm so bright as the weather, mm yeah Uh you know Ima boat, I don't need a boat mm I swim in the uh, gobble it up ouu I swim in the yeah, I'm all on the way Getting paid [Verse 2] Off that cake, you know You know what I mean, uh real ones [Hook] Uh yeah, I got to get it together I'm so bright as the weather, mm yeah Uh you know Ima boat, I don't need a boat mm [Verse 3] I'm in the coupe, I'm on the way Ima shoot, speaking of news Understand I got the bars, packing in cars I'm on the way, I'm in safe I'm in the coupe Hop in the coupe, all these shades Needs to go away, tats on my face You know it costs more than your rent mm I do what I want, I don't care what anyone says I make my own money, I'm a boss now [Outro] Uh yeah, hey, what's up? Hey, what's up? Hey, what's up?
2.
Spaceship 01:45
[Chorus] Ay ouu ay (Ay) ouu ay Campa getting bands (Ouu) feel like a boss (Ouu) You know I got the sauce, sauce god Took over the universe, stayed with the universe Stayed with the universe uh! [Verse] I ain't playing no games Mama, can't you see? These niggas wanna meet Me in the ground, in the dog pound You know I'm not a clown I can see everyone behind a frown It makes me go wow when the young ones go wild Watching art shine, until we drink a pine Pop a pill, it made us all ill That's what yall wanted to pay For us to cry in the game Death is odd however, it can't be a fraud It follows [Chorus] Ay ouu ay (Ay) ouu ay Campa getting bands (Ouu) feel like a boss (Ouu) You know I got the sauce, sauce god Took over the universe, stayed with the universe Stayed with the universe uh! [Outro] Space Cadet, fucked your bitch, who's up next? I am up like a ghost reaper on my arm Telling me to stay armed Like Tay-K, I'd beat the case Uh yeah won the race! 1999 I've arrived
3.
Take My Soul 06:16
[Intro] Snatch my soul! Snatch my soul! Snatch my soul! Snatch my soul! [Verse 1] I saw the fire in your eyes I saw the fire in your eyes You said you were around I know that the Devil is around Ooh, you like to wait For the time of your life You wanna die, then come back to life [Pre-Chorus] She likes to dream about her fantasy I'm on the edge Her fantasy is okay with me She likes to be on the edge! [Chorus] Snatch my soul, alright! And do it now or never, babe! Do it now or never, babe! Snatch my soul! I just want to feel alive! Baby, take my heart again! [Verse 2] You want me to hold you tight Oh baby, I'll love you right You said you did this all the time! I get the feeling The feeling you're alone! [Pre-Chorus] She likes to dream on the edge Her fantasy is okay Her fantasy is okay with me As they said, take my I-I-I! [Chorus] Take my soul, alright! Baby now or never! Baby, go and show off Take my soul, oh yeah, babe Snatch my soul! [Bridge] Oh, ooh, the series Oh-ooh, ooh Oh-oh, no-no Oh-no, oh-oh Oh-oh [Chorus] Snatch my soul, alright! And baby give me the time Baby, the time of my life Take my soul, alright! And do it now or never, babe! Baby, I just want to feel alive Take my soul, alright! (okay, yeah!) [Outro] Take my soul, I feel so alone Take my soul!
4.
[Chorus] Malibu, she's all up in my room I swear I am the God of the Universe Hope I'll make it out of here She saw my eyes, I'm gone (gone) And no one knows I'm here (wait) She bounces it up whoa She's all up in my room I swear I am the God of the Universe [Verse] Let me let you know the motto what (Whoa) So high on the way, I might go insane No one is taking me out, two calls on the way (Ayy) [Outro] Malibu, she's all up in my room I swear I am the God of the Universe I hope I'll make it out of here
5.
[Intro] Drugs got me dancing Money so outstanding Check out the balance, now she is bouncing Shorty from New York, pull up in a Porsche Keep that rocket on me They will never see me bleed [Verse 1] Pull up in a hellcat, don't tell your man that Brother to another, hit the opps with toasters During the summer We roasted chicken,made a toast Oh, whoa here we go Keep it real like you ain't never seen Look ahead, get that green, pass that light These nights with my fiancé, bad like Rihanna (Ayy) What you looking at? You dummy Test me and it will get ugly Put you in a hearse, not with all the noise Hit you with a dart full of poise [Verse 2] My life looking pretty neat, hitting the top (Ayy) You thought it was a breeze Hey, my name is Campa, baby You know what's the matter Dark-colored eyes, everything go dark Looked outside my view, like the movie “Get Out” Ayy, you know how we got here Trying to play it cute, but I'm gone [Outro] Hey, hey, hey, hey, whoa
6.
Fake Love 02:30
[Verse 1] I saw you dancing with someone else It ain't right! In my mind you were mine, you lied! Back to being lonely, no one to call Who would've thought, you care about lust! [Chorus] Fake love, you're out of luck Feeling stuck with you Fake love, you're out of luck [Verse 2] I saw you dancing with someone else It ain't right! In my mind you were mine, you lied! Stuck with you Fake love, you're out of luck I saw you dancing with someone else It ain't right! In my mind you were mine, you lied!
7.
[Intro] Campa flow, flow go, go, go [Verse 1] I guess I can rap, I guess I can rap Trip-trap in the rap trap Made it back when I made it back Made it drop top, I made it back Trying to let my family eat, eat Sit down, you a feet, feet Be humble and meet, meet Count it up, then sleep [Verse 2] Looking at me crazy like a Gemini Serious like a Scorpio, serious like an Aquarius All you niggas are hilarious All you niggas are clowns, clowns Everyone is smoking around, round I'm just trying to fuck, uh Why they coming to fuck, uh [Verse 3] What what, winning, Campa Oh wait, oh wait [Outro] See guys? That's just how you do it Campa, winning!
8.
JUNKURIBOH 02:17
[Chorus] We used to hop on fares in New York Ride around the East coast, doing the most Trading laughs, hitting the dash Catching up fast (Ouu) [Verse] I don't want any fraud and Looney Toons If it's smoke then when I see you Ima unleash it Pull it out to make a nigga piss himself Told his bitch, then we laugh about it I don't smoke meth, that shit got me too geeked New drugs like a syringe Body tweaks like a heroin addict Can't sleep at night, gotta keep it tight Murder feels right when I'm defending my rights, get it? Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr Ayy, everybody got a gun Go ahead and waste the streets Feeling like a cop, licensed to bled the streets Feeling like a veteran, certified to murder for free Yeah, can't sleep at night, gotta keep it tight Oh, yeah, yeah, got me too geeked You know I'm with my slime all night You know I pop it for my girls You know I'm gonna ride for my bros Yeah, what you know? Gotta get this money, never fold [Chorus] We used to hop on fares in New York Ride around the East coast, doing the most Trading laughs, hitting the dash Catching up fast (Ouu)
9.
Sacrifice 03:12
[Hook] From dusk to dawn All the illusions are now gone Daybreak comes like a light switch A prescription shift I'm no longer gullible That's too much trouble Sorry to break your bubble from the Hubble Cloud nine [Verse] Gas pack, racing the odds like NASCAR Keep it up slowly with my homies It be homicide (eh) When niggas are lonely Bogard the spot she knows me Go on and drop it back like you hold me No baby, you too real (uh) Don't ever appeal that attitude Makes them fold so fast Swear to god, they try to sell their soul First chance they get If they chances go up a bit to take The chances to get a hit [Hook] From dusk to dawn All the illusions are now gone Daybreak comes like a light switch A prescription shift I'm no longer gullible That's too much trouble Sorry to break your bubble from the Hubble Cloud nine
10.
[Verse 1] Whoa, whoa, whoa ayy Let's have sex in the night until the moon shines Let's do it, let's do it On Valentine's Day, I'm fucking with my fiancé Whoa, whoa Took off my shirt, and now she's all up on my knob (Diego!) (eh, mm) whoa, whoa whoa whoa Let's have sex in the morning until the sun shines bright Okay, okay, I'm a superstar, too young for the likes Whoa, I'm too young for all the bullshit getting sniped Snipe his ass pew pew pew, snipe his ass two times He's doing the ducky, I made even veterans get it right Even got niggas that want to work with the team I know fans that would do anything for me yeah [Verse 2] Whoa, whoa, whoa ayy Let's get money in the bank, told her to open her safe Let's do it, let's do- I been getting the money that covers the safe (Whoa) We keeping the amount We keeping the balance We keeping it alright ouu baby girl I don't be on no apps because these bitches be lying I don't be on no ratchet because these niggas be lying I'd sniped his ass two times, he's talking too much Pew-pew-pew, he's talking too much We put him in the map [Verse 3] Yeah whoa, whoa ayy hey Let's fuck in the morning until the sun comes out Whoa, whoa, off the drink, okay hey Off the dope oh hey, whoa Thinking it will be okay I'm young, so I'm living my life a lot I'm maybe young, but I still keep an eye on my health I'm maybe young, but I ain't dumb I know about the poles, I know about the folks I know about the gang, I know about the uh- We about to go to war [Verse 4] Whoa, whoa, whoa Let's have sex in the night until the moon shines (hey, hey) I’m fucking with my fiancé on Valentine's okay whoa Took off my shirt, and now she is slobbing on my knob Whoa whoa whoa hey, hey Let's fuck in the morning until the sun shines bright Hold up, hold up, baby you know I'm a superstar You know this is your world (ayy) Then I turn the world into the universe, hold up (mm) I don't be on no apps cause bitches suppose be lying I don't be on the streets because niggas be on some rating shit, uh [Outro] I be owning shit, but I am that young nigga Running the game, running the game I feel no pain
11.
[Intro] Mm [Chorus] She used to party, teed up with three Harleys She fucks with Campa, all these girls on my body And they know about me, and you know I'm East Side Yeah, Brooklyn, yeah, whoa She used to party, teed up with three Harleys She fuck with Campa, all these girls on my body And they know about me, and they gonna study All through the parties, yeah, okay [Verse] Uh, she used to party, teed up with three Harleys She fucks with Campa, all these girls on my body And you know about me and we all about it All through the parties, yeah, woo [Outro] Hehehe, there you go
12.
[Chorus] Whoa, okay Been out the way in the city, it's been a minute Working on the album, now it's finished Last time I saw her, she was messing with my boy So the question is, the question is What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it What would Campa do? He'd definitely on his woe [Verse 1] Lookin' back into my old ways, ayy Bunch of sedatives, hypnotics in my system, okay Life is goin' just how I predicted, okay Droppin' two Cialis in a liquid, okay I ain't got a strap, I gotta risk it, okay Baby girl, my boy needs a sister, okay And my baby mama out the picture, okay Think I'm 'Luminati 'cause I'm rich, well, okay [Verse 2] Diamonds in the sky Put your face down, ass in the air Two cups up, bussin' off pill Keep shit trill, crack a new seal New Rolls, bought it for the thrill Too lazy to even change out the wheel Yeah, thought they knew my body, and they should Thought they knew my body, and they should Thought they knew my body, and they Ayy, and they should [Verse 3] I'm geekin' off of my pride Lost my Sprite deal 'cause Wayne kept pourin' fives You know I'm beefin' with lamer guys 'Fore I catch up with them, then probably Ayy, what, R.I.P. them fuck them (what) What, really hate a chat nigga, yeah Let's not even talk about them fuck niggas, fuck them Hit my line talkin' 'bout what's up, well, what's up then? Last time I saw you, you was talkin' about reduction Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of (woo!) Lookin' at you now, I see you ain't get rid of nothin' Where you get that jeans from? Who sewed the buttons? 'Cause that shit still poppin' out the front and the back (uh) That shit still poppin' out the, damn That shit came poppin' out them jeans like a ghost Girl, you gotta pop that on me like a Coke Swear I wanna crack behind your back like a joke Swear I wanna lift you up high like your hopes Swear I wanna tear your box out like a coach Get inside and bend a dick just like the pope Girl, you got me beggin' for a ten like I'm broke Girl, I want us hangin' like in the summer like a coat Girl, I wanna slide in your box like a vote Tryna have you comin' out your shell like the yolk But I heard that you messing with a boy that I know (Huh, fuck em, yeah, yeah) [Chorus] Whoa, okay Been out the way in the city, it's been a minute Working on the album, now it's finished Last time I saw her, she was messing with my boy So the question is, the question is What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it What would Campa do? So he'd, so I did it What would Campa do? He'd definitely been on his woe [Outro] (Whoa) (Yeah, yeah) (Whoa) (Nah, nah, nah, nah) (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
13.
take care 04:25
[Intro] One-two One-two, let's go! [Chorus: Bright Campa & Doja Cat] Kissing and hiding under the covers Whether they like it or not I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna rock about it, I wanna talk about it I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna you, whoa, yeah, I wanna show you off I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna show you, whoa, yeah (yeah-yeah) I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off Hold my hand, shorty, relax Going around the world we go [Interlude] Let a nigga know Whoa, let's go [Chorus: Bright Campa & Doja Cat] Kissing and hiding under the covers Whether they like it or not I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna rock about it, I wanna talk about it I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna you, whoa, yeah, I wanna show you off I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna show you, whoa, yeah (yeah-yeah) I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off Hold my hand, shorty, relax Going around the world we go [Interlude] So you gonna text back- [Chorus: Bright Campa & Doja Cat] Kissing and hiding under the covers Whether they like it or not I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna rock about it, I wanna talk about it I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna you, whoa, yeah, I wanna show you off I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna show you, whoa, yeah (yeah-yeah) I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off Hold my hand, shorty, relax Going around the world we go [Interlude] Heh, one love, whoa, let's go [Chorus: Bright Campa & Doja Cat] Kissing and hiding under the covers Whether they like it or not I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna rock about it, I wanna talk about it I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna you, whoa, yeah, I wanna show you off I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off I wanna show you, whoa, yeah (yeah-yeah) I wanna show you off, I wanna show you off Hold my hand, shorty, relax Going around the world we go [Outro] Heh

about

Brace Yourself for the Big Bang: Bright Campa’s “The Boy Who Broke the Universe” explodes onto the Scene:

Mark your calendars, music lovers, because February 9th, 2024, is about to witness a sonic supernova. New York’s own Bright Campa, renowned for genre-bending brilliance and raw emotional honesty, is unleashing his highly anticipated 17th album, The Boy Who Broke the Universe. With a title like that, expectations are understandably sky-high, but based on Campa’s past track record and cryptic teasers, this album promises to be nothing short of an artistic explosion.

So, what can we expect from “The Boy Who Broke the Universe”?

Cosmic Collision of Genres: Campa has never been one to be confined by genre boxes. Expect a mind-bending blend of hip-hop, electronica, rock, and even orchestral elements, all swirling together in a sonic vortex that defies categorization. Imagine the pulsating energy of a Kendrick Lamar track colliding with the otherworldly soundscapes of Radiohead, sprinkled with the raw vulnerability of a Bob Dylan ballad.

A Deep Dive into the Psyche: The title hints at a concept album delving into the complexities of human consciousness and our place in the universe. Campa might explore themes of self-discovery, existential angst, and the boundless potential of the human spirit. Prepare for lyrics that challenge your perception of reality and leave you pondering the mysteries of existence long after the last note fades.

A Sonically Stunning Soundscape: Campa’s production prowess is legendary. Expect innovative soundscapes that push the boundaries of what music can be. Imagine intricate layers of synthesized textures, pulsating basslines that vibrate through your bones, and soaring orchestral swells that take you on a journey through the cosmos.

Guest Collaborations from Other Dimensions? Rumors swirl about collaborations with unexpected artists from various genres and even backgrounds. Campa has always embraced artistic diversity, so who knows? We might hear a verse from a renowned astrophysicist or a chorus sung by a group of Tibetan monks. Anything is possible in the universe Campa is creating.

“The Boy Who Broke the Universe” is more than just an album; it’s an experience. It’s a sonic adventure that promises to challenge your perception of music, reality, and even yourself. So, buckle up, get ready to blast the volume, and prepare to be transported to a universe where anything is possible. February 9th, 2024, marks the day Bright Campa breaks the mold and rewrites the rules of music itself. Don’t miss it.

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released February 9, 2024

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42Valentino, Bandit Luce, Boobie Bandz, Bright Campa, ByDiegoFlacko, Chxse Bank, Diego Flacko, Max Martin, Metro Boomin, Nonbruh, Oscar Holter, The Pop Vault, RockStar Beats, TORYONTHEBEAT, The Weeknd & WTF Kyle

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Bright Campa & Stoned Devil

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