Earl Sweatshirt - Unknown Track 2009 lyrics

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Earl Sweatshirt - Unknown Track 2009 lyrics

[Verse 1] (???) rewinds, so it's no getting past it I spit gold in MJ's casket, y'all plastic I'm so above average, my flow's in the attic I spit crack, get your hands raised like taxes No practice, yeah 5 star general A nice guy, my flow's a certified criminal Yeah, so they tried to get rid of him, but my creativity is rare like weed in Italy You feeling me

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