Kill - Earl Sweatshirt
[Intro]
Aw, n_gga thought he killed me?
Alright, that's cool, we'll see
[Verse 1]
Strict top of the crop sh_t
Crushin' muthaf_ckas like moths in a mosh pit
Dollar cents, since sh_t, sense I ain't lost it
It's in a f_ckin' jar with guitar picks and bar spit
Bar spat, past tense, warriors of radness
F_ck lame, get it through your brain like dad's d_ck
Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, b_tch
Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses
Take a firm standin', nod on the tracklist
Earl half the reason the reviews fantastic
N_ggas gettin' comfy on the Couch, I ain't havin' it
Kickin' gluteus maximus, killin' n_ggas on accident
[Hook]
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, I'mma kill 'em all
Just watch, off 'em
[Verse 2]
Off 'em, no off days, no debates, b_tch
Box logo, switchblade and c_caine
In my back pocket, take Jade on vacation
The hotel switch from Heartbreak to Bates quick
Rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes
The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced with
Swag by the eighth in case you wanna taste it
Faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK sh_t
Hell's angel, crack Christ 'cross the face
With erasers and use Based God as his replacement
Super Saiyan with ruthless slayings
Eat puss, sweet puss got my tooth decayin'
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's
Amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager
And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina
And Santa's in the back laughin' cause my back's crampin' up
Mrs. Claus trippin' balls, think she had enough
And by enough I mean we dope as f_ck, she had a gram of us
Flyer than your man because I'm lampin' up
At the airport smokin' hash with all the f_ckin' baggage handlers
Flowin' like the muthaf_ckin' aqueducts
Odd Future Wolf Gang, fag damagers, b_tch, eat a d_ck
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