Sasquatch (feat. Tyler, The Creator) (исполнитель: Earl Sweatshirt)
[Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator] After filling my reputation of [bad word] beaters Soared to Taco Bell and I ordered some gorditas (Mmm, that's good!) Wanted four more, ordered 'em, didn't eat 'em Then head to Thebe's house for some gymnastics Fantastic, I backflip on this beat Cause [bad word] [bad word] like the Dingleberry's on four cheetahs Flow colder than Papa Joe's, old Domino's [bad word] it, whatever, um) Trashwang scratched inside the knucks Got some One Direction tickets, I should hit that up Drive by with puppy signs plastered on the [bad word] Then see how many of they fans could fit inside the [bad word] Move over the microwave and the cannabis Try to take the van and the whole band to Canada [bad word] the block news and the venues, they can't handle us They can't stand us including [bad word] that Frank's channeling The Ku Klux Klan see me and my managers But thank me when they ask where the Five Panels is [bad word] Man, I suck now, I ain't still dope (nope) But Chris and Rihanna's [bad word] #39; again so there's still hope Oh [bad word] I went there, balling [bad word] I'm Ben's hair Y'all barely breaking like Taco's self-esteem in a thin chair Old Navy [bad word] love this gap, yeah this grin's rare Watch a [bad word] smile like five-year-old child I'm kicking it with Nak and the [bad word] from Green Mile, it's Red Bull in this cup so a [bad word] may seem wild but That's just all the sherm I was burning a little while ago Don't let me get hold of that rifle Shout my [bad word] Sage Elsseser and Sean Pablo Surrounded by them niggas that skate with a sick style And some freckled [bad word] with giant peaches that's vile They never did catch that rhino [Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt] Squadron full of some lost souls Sergeant of all, it's autumn and Nak just nollied a pothole Non-cooperative with his momma's wishes for college And coppers labeled a problem since paying for Damianos So shimmy through the swamp, [bad word] follow me through the foxholes Moral Orenthal with a pretty [bad word] in a Bronco Hopped right off the seven and stumbled into some Vatos Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home [bad word] it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff the prescription oxies Logo in the boxes, all my niggas hostile Cautious of your crosses, scoffing at your doctrines [bad word] augmented stupid as the group is Only slightly, write precise to get a [bad word] [bad word] tooth chipped Man these stitches shut the loose lips, stumbled in [bad word] #39;s Chris Slid into a booth and hid the luggage from his shroom trips See, Lionel ball with Leonardo on the weekend now And Maui on a scenic route, we on the second season now Small fry got 'em seasons salty, weeded, coughing Ease up off me, end is breathing easy as bulimics barfing From a different breed of doggy, from a different seed and cloth And teeing off, believe it's Golf Wang, [bad word]