Paroles KIll de Earl Sweatshirt

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Textes et Paroles de KIll



strict top with the cross shit
crushin' mofuckas like a moss in a mosh pit
dollar sense sin shit since i ain't lost it
send a fuckin' jar with guitar picks and bar spit
bar spat, past tense, warriors of radness
fuck lame get it through your brain like yr dad's dick
go ahead stab a friend tell 'em that i'm back bitch
Earl leave bastards with milkiest asses
take a firm standing nod on the track list
Earl half the reason the reviews are fantastic
niggaz gettin' comfy on the couch i ain't having it
kick your gluteus maximus, killin' niggas on accident

just watch, imma kill 'em all, off 'em

off 'em, no off days no debates bitch
box logo switchblade and cocaine in my back pocket
take Jade on vacation, the hotel switched from heartbreaks to dates quick
rippin' out braids with bare hands amazes the crowds go crazed hands raised
i'm laced with swag by the eighth in case you want to taste it
faggots wear Prada, Satan wears RMK shit
hells angel, crack Christ cross the face with erasers and use BasedGod as his replacement
super saying with ruthless slayings
eat puss, wheat puss got my tooth decaying

just watch, imma kill 'em all, off 'em

now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager
and Miley feeding me sandwiches for my stamina and Santa's in the back laughin' 'cuz my back's cramping up
Mrs. Clause trippin' balls, think she had enough
and by enough i mean we dope as fuck she had a gram of us
flyer than your man because i'm lampin' up at the airport smokin' hash with all the fuckin' baggage handlers
flowin' like a mofuckin' aqueducts
Odd Future Wolf Gang fag damagers
bitch

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