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Uploaded on Apr 9, 2011
(LYRICS) Juicebox, tank top, tube socks Dude stop, forehead shiny like a new Glock Two shots fired at the Excursion we were swervin' in All purpose verses with a passion for servin' kids Empty out your purses on an immature crime spree Eyin' up the nurses with some gloves that read I squeeze Who the fuck said to speak, Mr. Me-Is-Siamese? Even Christ said "Christ, he flows quite nicely" Hypebeast's highly likely to bite me And try to high five me, but I just give them high threes Cause y'all don't get to, touch me, I'm the shit Sue me, if you got an issue, grab a tissue Mediocrity is odd to me Ass as far as your eyes can see who the best? They holla me Nombre, Holeey shit, I don't spit crack, I spit cocaine crisp I ain't fuckin' with it if it's no payment (Why?) Cause everyone knows payed dues don't pay rent I'm dope like the coke that I'm laced with Dreams what I'm chasin', flow hot it's chafin' This is why I'm hot? No, that is why I'm blazin' Dilla jacked Nick, I am shinin' like the diamond that I'm draped in But I don't wear jewelery, it's huff over Louis V Excuse the endurance miss, this critic thing is new to me
Unreleased song by Earl Sweatshirt, just recently posted on the OF tumblr page. Visit http://oddfuture.tumblr.com/ to download this song and more. Swag