Burgundy - Lyrics - Earl Sweatshirt
Thebe Neruda Kgositsile , better known by his stage name Earl Sweatshirt, is an American rapper and member of the Los Angeles-based hip hop collective Odd Future. He is signed to Columbia Records, as well as his own label, Tan Cressida. Earl gained recognition and critical praise for his debut mixtape, Earl. Following its release, he was sent to a boarding school in Samoa by his mother until his eighteenth birthday. On August 20, 2013, he released his debut studio album, Doris.
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[Intro: Vince Staples]
"What's up, ***? Why you so depressed and sad all the time like a little ***? What's the problem, man? *** want to hear you rap. Don't nobody care about how you feel, we want raps, ***."
[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
Grandma's passing
But I'm too busy tryna get this ***' album cracking to see her
So I apologize in advance if anything should happen
And my priorities *** up, I know it, I'm afraid I'm going to blow it
And when them expectations raising because daddy was a poet, right?
Talk all you want I'm taking no advice
***, I'm 'bout to relish in this anguish
And I'm stressing over payment, so don't tell me that I made it
Only relatively famous in the midst of a tornado
Misfitted, I'm Clark Gable, I'm not stable, abrasive as ***
And they all pay me, I'm chuckling, cross-faded in public
Heart racing 'til blunt is lit like, "He don't give a *** again, right?"
[Interlude: Earl Sweatshirt]
"Hey Thebe, ***, what's up ***? I heard you back, I need them raps, ***. I need the verse, I don't care about what you going through or what you gotta do ***, I need bars, sixteen of 'em."
[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
I don't *** with too much of y'all's ***
Judging by the pants and the mall grip
Gully, in the vans with the dark tints
I'm a start-*** type ***, night life living
Riding in the Jeep, I'mma side-swipe ***
What's your life like? That's aight ***
Hammer in the left ready when the price isn't
Right got the whip and I ain't got the license for it
And Jill got me living like my life is golden
Sitting on the sofa feeling high and dormant
If we could smoke another while the mic records it
The nicest doin' it, what the *** you staring at?
Acting like you've never seen a tooth that's carat-capped
Bars hotter than the blocks where we be at
Stuntin' these *** gon' flop like Divac
See that ***? And for the time being
I'mma be that ***, believe that ***
You see that ***? And for the time being
I'mma be that ***, believe that, ***
