P2 (Explicit)
Mellowhype, Earl Sweatshirt"P2 (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Mellowhype, Earl Sweatshirt, 2012, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:44, 123 lines / 630 words.
Songtext
0:00P2 - Mellowhype/Earl Sweatshirt
0:38We was kids when we first met
0:39I can't forget
0:40When we met I took a breath
0:41I recollect we took a step
0:42Together unison I was a bad boy
0:44A hooligan
0:45Now Junior went I'm full of sin
0:47Speaking poetry to your innocence
0:47Dividend indifferent
0:48'Bout deliberate relations
0:49'cause she know a ni**a ignorant
0:51Like bull's eye I grew with the wind
0:53And forget about the sh*t
0:55Pretend like it never happened
0:55Just friends or belligerent
0:57Enemies sending false
0:58Energy to belly feeds to the
0:59Fire of the pedigree
1:00Life's a b**ch in the seventies
1:02To the
1:02Third degree and I ain't got a job
1:04But sh*t it works for me
1:05Sh*t let a fat guy live driving on the edge
1:07Purposely money ain't for degree
1:08But it's worth a C
1:09I go blind for that little light of mine
1:12Keep it cited ma and I'm a let it shine
1:14Even though we have our own
1:16Problems and differences
1:18I still f**k
1:21With you
1:23Even though we had our own
1:25Fallouts we pitchin' fits
1:27I still f**k
1:29With you
1:31I was never a motherf**ker to want beef
1:33Until you went and put my s
1:34Hit out in the front streets
1:35Yeah I sold drugs Ni**a what heat
1:38Yeah I stole sh*t sold it in the streets
1:40I'm a go-getter
1:41Never jealous of a ni**a
1:42Gotta stack my money
1:43Steal another ni**a figures
1:44I don't need a f**king chain
1:46B**ch I'm here to gain that
1:47B**ch I need f**king ring where at
1:49We all call this here a game cause
1:50We in it for the same
1:51In it for the funds throw a little buns
1:54Listen to the smoke inside your lungs
1:56Get a little drunk
1:57Got your b**ch speaking tounges
1:58Have a little offspring
1:59NBA wouldn't support it
2:00Known if we was broke
2:02Clinic woulda got aborted
2:03Work now play now a ni**a runnin' offense
2:05B**ch I'm in Miami
2:06And I'm swimming with the Dolphins
2:08Even though we have our own
2:10Problems and differences
2:12I still f**k
2:14With you
2:17Even though we had our own
2:19Fallouts we pitchin' fits
2:21I still f**k
2:23With you
2:26Even though we have our own
2:28Problems and differences
2:30I still f**k
2:32With you
2:35Even though we had our own
2:37Fallouts we pitchin' fits
2:39I still f**k
2:41With you
2:43I don't like going sober to the hospital
2:45Sh*t only make me nauseous
2:46I'm not with it
2:47So I'm out front parked in a car with a
2:50Few of my niggas
2:51Hard getting foggy yeah
2:52Last year I ain't know what
2:53The cost of a coffin was
2:54So now I'm often buzzed
2:56In the apartment bummin'
2:57Looking for new Coors
2:58And a larger Nugget
2:59I'm the stars above me
3:00When I spark and tug this
3:02Far from hard but I'm a snarl in public
3:04Cause we large in numbers
3:05Trash Wang
3:06Wolf Gang we the clique
3:07Not a stain on me ho
3:08Not a fray and a knit
3:09In the car with the work
3:11Now real ni**a quiet while
3:12The talking occurs
3:13Feel like I'm flying when
3:14I'm off from the herb
3:16F**k 'em all let the army disperse
3:17Know the swamp lay 'em all in the dirt
3:20Had to stop re-asses some agendas
3:22Tad bit sicker than the rest of the clinic
3:24Maybe head up sending
3:25Threats to your henchmen
3:26We the best period
3:28The end of the sentence
3:29Roughneck putting
3:30Paws to the pavement
3:31Lane switch I'm a blow haze
3:32'till I can't think
3:33Shrink told me I should learn
3:34How to pace this
3:35Big homie told me
3:37“Nah ni**a take this ”
3:38Shots 'till my damn liver hates me
3:40Momma saying that she
3:41Knowing that I need help
3:42Nah on the highway to Hades with my
3:44Motherf**kin' seatbelt off
P2 - Mellowhype/Earl Sweatshirt We was kids when we first met I can't forget When we met I took a breath I recollect we took a step Together unison I was a bad boy A hooligan Now Junior went I'm full of sin Speaking poetry to your innocence Dividend indifferent 'Bout deliberate relations 'cause she know a ni**a ignorant Like bull's eye I grew with the wind And forget about the sh*t Pretend like it never happened Just friends or belligerent Enemies sending false Energy to belly feeds to the Fire of the pedigree Life's a b**ch in the seventies To the Third degree and I ain't got a job But sh*t it works for me Sh*t let a fat guy live driving on the edge Purposely money ain't for degree But it's worth a C I go blind for that little light of mine Keep it cited ma and I'm a let it shine Even though we have our own Problems and differences I still f**k With you Even though we had our own Fallouts we pitchin' fits I still f**k With you I was never a motherf**ker to want beef Until you went and put my s Hit out in the front streets Yeah I sold drugs Ni**a what heat Yeah I stole sh*t sold it in the streets I'm a go-getter Never jealous of a ni**a Gotta stack my money Steal another ni**a figures I don't need a f**king chain B**ch I'm here to gain that B**ch I need f**king ring where at We all call this here a game cause We in it for the same In it for the funds throw a little buns Listen to the smoke inside your lungs Get a little drunk Got your b**ch speaking tounges Have a little offspring NBA wouldn't support it Known if we was broke Clinic woulda got aborted Work now play now a ni**a runnin' offense B**ch I'm in Miami And I'm swimming with the Dolphins Even though we have our own Problems and differences I still f**k With you Even though we had our own Fallouts we pitchin' fits I still f**k With you Even though we have our own Problems and differences I still f**k With you Even though we had our own Fallouts we pitchin' fits I still f**k With you I don't like going sober to the hospital Sh*t only make me nauseous I'm not with it So I'm out front parked in a car with a Few of my niggas Hard getting foggy yeah Last year I ain't know what The cost of a coffin was So now I'm often buzzed In the apartment bummin' Looking for new Coors And a larger Nugget I'm the stars above me When I spark and tug this Far from hard but I'm a snarl in public Cause we large in numbers Trash Wang Wolf Gang we the clique Not a stain on me ho Not a fray and a knit In the car with the work Now real ni**a quiet while The talking occurs Feel like I'm flying when I'm off from the herb F**k 'em all let the army disperse Know the swamp lay 'em all in the dirt Had to stop re-asses some agendas Tad bit sicker than the rest of the clinic Maybe head up sending Threats to your henchmen We the best period The end of the sentence Roughneck putting Paws to the pavement Lane switch I'm a blow haze 'till I can't think Shrink told me I should learn How to pace this Big homie told me “Nah ni**a take this ” Shots 'till my damn liver hates me Momma saying that she Knowing that I need help Nah on the highway to Hades with my Motherf**kin' seatbelt off
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