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Earl Sweatshirt
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Chum (Single)
Somethin' sinister to it Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate movie Through the city with criminal stealth, welcome the enemy turf Harder than immigrants work, golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche (psyche, psyche)
It's probably been 12 years since my father left, left me fatherless And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest When honestly I miss this nigga like when I was 6 And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it 16, I'm hollow, intolerant, skip shots Throw him that whole bottle I'll show you a role model Drunk, pissey pissen' on somebody front lawn Tryin' to figure out, how, and when the fuck I missed moderate Mama often was offerin' peace offerings Think, wheeze cough, scoff and then he's off again Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that And plus he like how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap Too black for the white kids, and too white for the blacks From honor roll to crackin' locks up off them bicycle racks I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrain, and I'm frightened it's evident And them eyes where he hidin' all them icicles at
Somethin' sinister to it Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate movie Through the city with criminal stealth, welcome the enemy turf Harder than immigrants work, golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche (psyche, psyche) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
(Let me get that beat in my headphones. Louder.)
Time lapse bars, rhyme, heart's bottomless pit This Mobb in deep as '96, Havoc and Prodigy did We were the potty mouth posse, crash the party and dip With all the belongings toss them out to the audience (louder) Nothing was fuckin' awesome trying to make it from the bottom This is feelin' as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is Supreme garment and weed gardeners, garnishing spliffs With Keef particles, and enterin' apartment through zine articles Tolerance with boundaries I know you happy now Cravin and these complex fuck niggas they track me down Just to be the guys that did it, like, I like attention Not the type where niggas try to get a raise at my expense, ha I'm supposed to be grateful right, like, thanks so much you made my life Harder, and the ties between my mom and I are strainin' tight And even more than they were before all of this shit Back a week and I already feel like callin' it quits.
Somethin' sinister to it Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate movie Through the city with criminal stealth, welcome the enemy turf Harder than immigrants work, golf is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche (psyche)
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