R34LTRVPSHITEarl Sweatshirt Vox (Hive) (исполнитель: fuckir_police)
Promise Heron I'll put my fist up After I get my [bad word] sucked Quick buck, maybe a gold chain 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] '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] 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 Like it’s not... Breaking...