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Earl Sweatshirt
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Chum
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)
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(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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