歌词
<Earl Sweatshirt - Drop>
I know everyone has their own ****ing version of this
But no one did it justice, so
Here we go, ugh
Tell your ***** to stop complaining 'bout her achy ****
Her body is a temple—I don't give a ****, I'm atheist
Make me stop, make me, *****, she mad because I taped the shit
And sent the tape to Ace and Taco—helps 'em ****ing 'bate to it
Master, master, pretty ***** basher
Black and white *****, mixed like she moo and chew grass or somethin'
Sorta like the shit, I guess I'd kinda like my *****
If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson lisp
Wolf Gang on that "drive without a license" shit
On that "take Shake and Meka necks and ****in' slice them shits"
Oh, how nice—now, you wanna say you like the shit
Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icing shit
Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
And I'll show you a ****** that say he hate Barbara Streisand flicks
Ha! Me and Berman swervin' in the jeep
I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the sheets
And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over beats
Make the competition kiss the ****in' curb, and then they weep
And then they drop, haha
Drop, *****
Drop, drop
Drop, drop (Yo), *****
The lambs get silenced and the fans get violent
Droppin' lines grimey like the hands of Odd Toddlers
****ing Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
The battle ram, ramming 'em, rats get to tattling
Limbs swinging axes at you antonyms-of-savages
And praying that it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
**** that ****** shit, my niggas on that savage shit
****ing the game and shoving daggers through the ass of it
I said, **** that ****** shit, my niggas on that savage shit
****ing the game and shoving daggers through the ass of it
Moving on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a mess of her
After a couple drinks and a session of **** sex with her
Like, "Hey there, intestines! My **** is erect next to you"
We the shit, like what you make—them niggas still ain't fresh as us
Eat a ****, *****!
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