Grief - Earl Sweatshirt.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Thebe Kgositsile/Christopher Wallace/Garry Glenn/Gary Wilson/Burt Bacharach/Erica Wright/Hal David/Osten Harvey/Karriem Riggins
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Thebe Kgositsile/Christopher Wallace/Garry Glenn/Gary Wilson/Burt Bacharach/Erica Wright/Hal David/Osten Harvey/Karriem Riggins
[00:04.88]Alright
[00:11.07]Uh, uh, uh
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[00:26.48]Good grief, I been reaping what I sowed
[00:29.85]*****, I ain't been outside in a minute
[00:32.13]I been living what I wrote
[00:34.58]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these ******
[00:37.51]Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look
[00:40.22]Miss me at the precinct getting booked
[00:43.25]Fishy ****** stick to eating off of hooks
[00:45.66]Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, *****
[00:48.92]I don't act hard, I'm a hard act to follow, *****
[00:51.59]Like it or not, when it drop, bet he gotta listen
[00:54.25]Chasing dragons, tryna make it happen, on a mission
[00:56.73]Step into the shadows, we could talk addiction
[00:59.45]When it's harmful where you going and the part of you that know it
[01:02.64]Don't give a ****, pardon me for going into details
[01:05.04]3-7-6 was a brothel
[01:07.23]We had females come in every hour on the dot
[01:09.92]And the shit sound like a gavel when it knock
[01:12.43]Focused on my chatter, ain't as frantic as my thoughts
[01:15.15]Lately I've been panicking a lot
[01:17.84]Feeling like I'm stranded in a mob, scrambling for Xanax out the canister to pop
[01:21.89]Never getting out of hand
[01:23.17]Steady handling my job, time damaging my ties
[01:25.81]Who turn to get up? Get dude turned to dinner quick
[01:29.31]You circus ******, you turning into tricks
[01:32.02]I was making waves, you was surfing in 'em
[01:34.56]Dealing with the stomach pains just from birthing ******' shit
[01:37.33]Cut the grass off the surface
[01:39.55]Pray the lawnmower blade catch the back of a serpent, ******' shit
[01:44.56]b***h
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[01:52.56]Good grief, I been reaping what I sowed
[01:56.03]*****, I ain't been outside in a minute
[01:58.41]I been living what I wrote
[02:00.86]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these ******
[02:03.92]Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look
[02:06.35]Miss me at the precinct getting booked
[02:09.35]Fishy ****** stick to eating off of hooks
[02:11.78]Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, *****
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[02:15.31]My fleeting thoughts on a leash
[02:17.69]For the moment, high as ****
[02:21.00]I've been alone in my shit , for the longest
[02:24.79]Snakes sliding in the street
[02:28.68]Momma taught me how to not be like the bodies lying in them
[02:35.32]Pigs, riding in 'em
[02:37.46]I'm a target so it's hard to even eye me in 'em
[02:43.08]If he ain't dying for me, then I ain't riding with him
[02:48.59]There's no time for that
[02:50.81]Making sure my man wallet's straight like a collar
[02:55.59]When you iron that
[02:57.91]Thinking 'bout my grandmama, find a bottle
[03:02.38]I'mma wallow when I lie in that
[03:08.55]I just want my time and my mind intact
[03:12.80]When they both gone, you can't buy 'em back