[Verse 1 - Earl Sweatshirt]
I rap
Gorgeous chrome-plated who*es went home
Making paintings from poor quality p**n flicks
Court adjourned and the verdict's still saucy
Sack swaying like Dub-D40 on a door hinge
Good lord walk light like the floor slip
Look bored hoard all mics in a force grip
Pro-abortion endorsing his own importance and
Leaving opponents floating with paper in dirty porcelain
[Verse 2 - Terra G]
Who raps rations of past fashions and crafted a
Mad racket? This rant racking the rap pa**ion up
The tracks ragged as ram's granite with lamina
Planned damage the fans ravage a damned challenger
The ma**es standing up. Scrammed before they had enough
Cram em in wagon full of acid to the maximum
Half back dashing in. Half black, manic lip
Slack vans, granite spit, pa**ing all them flaccid kids
Scalding hot as holding coals inside a scolding pot
And an oven. Smolder loathers in a molten swamp
Boasters over-bloated like a stomach known to culture shock
Those slogans told a lot. He flows until he dozes off
And critics feel the heat of singeing mics and know its sorta hot
Vocals loaded up. His flow bestows a spoken punch
Scorch the track repeated but it's far from getting over done
Tic tock and that sh** rocking the house like ships docking
Feel em k**ing, them lips talking
And spit hocking up fire like lit stockings
Tighter than zip locking and nasty as zit popping
sh** talking, you haters are losing like ripped pockets
Keep it rigid till this frigate hits the river bed
Hipster bred
The sh** he says is ripping through their tipsy necks
Him figures with spliff hitters and slim n******gs
The script triggers a limp figure with limbs injured
Then spit sicker than six liquors with gin mixtures
Voluble lip arsenal starting to singe obstacles hotter than lit alcohol
On the docking block for a rocket
My flow dominant. Pop shocked at this known scholar
I wrote phonics, b**h
Baller from the start, and that part'll never falter
Startled? Spitting lava and ripping bars from this armament
Surrounded by novices, mock rockers and parliament
So I can give a f** about your armless argument
[Outro - Earl Sweatshirt]
That's how we livin' n***a, it's not a big deal...