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[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt] Promise Heron I'll put my fist up After I get my [bad word] sucked Quick buck, maybe a gold chain [Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt] With that [bad word] flow the system s-s-so belittles Man, they tentatively tend to turn and go when I am finished Stone cold, hardly [bad word] with these niggas, [bad word] listen The description doesn't fit, if not a synonym of menace Then forget it, in turn these critics and interns Admitting this [bad word] spit and it just burn like six furnaces Rent, it'll fix learning them digits and simultaneously Dispelling "one-trick-pony" myths, isn't he? One adolescent, [bad word] six [bad word] energy Crawling down 'Fax like a rich [bad word] centipede Crack ceramic and slap a hand out the cash account Stamp and shouting, thrashing, these niggas done let the Kraken out Crack-a-lackin, like snap, crackle, poppin' your ammo off Hide your face, and throw your flannels off, Sweatshirt, [bad word] [Hook: Casey Veggies & Earl Sweatshirt] '87 roof top rising Whipping hoopties, tryna boost raw chronic (Grew this in that booth, double scoop, hock vomit up Sub rocking thud knocking niggas teeth loose) [bad word] I don't [bad word] with no cops (Rolling with that flow swamp) Catch me over stove top (Rapping to that coke rock Passionless in old Jive clothing with them doors wide open Dim the floor lights focused) Like it’s nothing, cause it’s nothing, [bad word] [Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt] From that city that's recession-hit, where stressed Niggas could flex metal with pedal to rake pennies in Desolate testaments trying to stay Jekyll-ish But most niggas Hyde and Brenda just stay pregnant Breaking news that's less important when the Lakers lose It's lead in that baby food, hands try to make it through Fish-netted legs for them eyes that she cater to Ride dirty as the [bad word] sky that you praying to So here I sit, eye in the pyramid God spit it like it's [bad word] serum in that beer and then (Poof) Disappear again, reappear bearded on Top of a lear steering it into the kid's ear again Provider of the backdrop music for them Crack rock user and the mascot Earl Rawer than the skin, knee cap on that black top Salivary glands lighter fluid for the matchbox Striking, wait, who the [bad word] you badder than? Boy oh boy, I'm bad, it's burnt, pollo off the grill and [bad word] Spitter of the little nick, nimble rick rolling [bad word] Niggas pick litter, piff blowing, plus I pillage [bad word] [Hook] [Verse 3: Vince Staples] Where is all this tough talk? Bro, you know you niggas ain't about [bad [bad word] around, we gun 'em down, bodies piled, Auschwitz Bulletproof outfits, weapons concealed I'm ready to kill, so test it, all my weapons is real Selling thizz, couldn't tell him what the recipe is Got 'em wishing that they never gave these weapons to kids, cheers Send chills up spines of fat [bad word] after Shows throwing out sandwiches, niggas get it how they Live and I live for money, other words, I'm getting money Little boy taught me when it's time to ride, they'll send him for me Ain't nobody scaring me, niggas ain't prepared for heat Tools hit like pool sticks, the way I cue [bad word] If this was '88, I would have signed [bad word] '94 would have had them walking down Death Row First is when the best go, hate is what the rest do Voice inside my head told me wet 'em if they test you So it's raging water season, that yomper big as Larry Johnson Leave your momma seedless, everybody hard Until it's only God they seeing, kittens soft, but in they Songs be trapping hard as Jeezy, I don't believe it But to each his own, I ain't tripping long as I can reach the chrome Heat your home like Southern California gas, police pass Tell 'em free Smalls, off Palm with the heat the drawn Strapped up long as the chief for po