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Earl Sweatshirt - Oldie lyrics
Yeah, fuck that
 Look, the contrast is a pair of lips
 Swallowin' syrup and settin' fires to sheriffs whip
 Fuckin' all american terrorist
 Crushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a fuckin' carrot stick
 And me? I just spent a year ferrisin and
 And I lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is
 Spit to the lips meet the bottom of a barrel
 So that sterile piss flow remind these niggas where embarrassed is
 Narrow, tight line, might impair him
 Since I made it back to fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type
 Pharoah fuckin' pillow tear wearin' pack of parasite
 Threw his own loofa off the roof after paradise
 Ladidadi back in here to fuck the party up
 Raiding fridges, tipping over vases with a tommy gun
 Never dollars, pop would make it rain hockey pucks
 60 day chips from fuckin' awesome anonymous
 Call him bloated 'til he show them that the flow deluxe
 Off the wall loafers, four loko, and a cobra clutch
 Vocals bold and rough, evoke a ho' to pose his drum
 Let me hit him, hit it with a stick until the ho was numb
 Culprit of the potent punch
 Earl Sweatshirt - Oldie - http://motolyrics.com/earl-sweatshirt/oldie-lyrics.html
 Scolding hot as dunking scrotum in a folgers cup  or nevada
 Driving drunk inside a stolen truck
 Shitting like his colon bust
 Belly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleum
 Supernova, I'm rollin' over the novices
 I'm roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as the porridge is
 Stay gold 'til the case closed and the story end
 Post mortem porkin' this rap shit and record it
 To escort it to the morgue again
 Lord of lips, bored of this
 Forklift the tippy top, best under 40 list
 Stormin' the gate, who's sure in the base, scorching ladies
 Fortunately these motherfuckers soarin', torso and face
 Get at me with savages, have a pack of apache
 Indian pack of niggas who don't give a fuck if we nasty as flatulence
 As a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky so see me you can't
 Like crunchy black cats in a taxi
 Back like lateral passing
 With that motherfucking gladiator manner of rapping
 As an addict I let percocets and xannies relax me
 Fall back if your paddies is maxi
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