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Earl

Earl Sweatshirt
2015-04-062:20 minSynced lyrics

"Earl" is a song by Earl Sweatshirt, released in 2015 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:20 long and contains 41 lines and 378 words.

Lyrics

0:02Yo
0:02I'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while jacking off
0:06To buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
0:09Sent to earth to poke catholics in the a*s with saws
0:12And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
0:16Twist is sicker than mad cattle in fact I'm off
0:18Six different liquors with a prince wig plastered on
0:22Stop screaming b***h you shouldn't be that alarmed
0:25That big lips was in the attic s with an addict's arm
0:29Earl puts the a*s in assassin
0:31And puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
0:34Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
0:37Then gobbles it up like fat black b***hes and catfish
0:40It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
0:43I'd puke a piece and put it on a hook and f**king cast the s**t
0:46I'm asking that you faggot rap actors take action
0:50And get a hall pass for this class act s**t
0:53How the f**k I fit an axe in a satchel
0:56Slip capsules in her glass she dizzy rascal
0:59Party staff baffled asking where her a*s go
1:02In my room redefining the meaning of black holes
1:05And go on suck it up but hurry I've got nuts to bust
1:08And butts to f**k and ups to chuck
1:10And sluts to f**king uppercut
1:12Its of buttercup go ahead f**k with us
1:14Without a doubt a surefire way to get your mother f**ked
1:18Ask her for a couple bucks shove a trumpet up her butt
1:21Play a song invade her thong my d**k is having guts for lunch
1:24As well as supper then I'll rummage through a ruptured cunt
1:27Found the mustard f**king nosy neighbors know that something's up
1:30Whatcha doing nothing much would shout some other stuff
1:33Got to f**king bounce guess the bouncer's had enough of us
1:43Get up off the pavement wipe the dirt and vomit off
1:46D**e boys hating but them faggots is a lot of talk
1:50Cottonsoft p***y them odd n***as is molotov cocktails
1:53F**king toss one in your apartment dawg
1:56Wolf gang we ain't barking naw
1:58Try talking on a blog with your f**king arms cut off
2:02Put on a carpet watch them get auctioned off
2:04The ace'll tell shake's daughter we're sorry but papa's gone
2:20B***h
Yo
I'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while jacking off
To buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
Sent to earth to poke catholics in the a*s with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twist is sicker than mad cattle in fact I'm off
Six different liquors with a prince wig plastered on
Stop screaming b***h you shouldn't be that alarmed
That big lips was in the attic s with an addict's arm
Earl puts the a*s in assassin
And puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it up like fat black b***hes and catfish
It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'd puke a piece and put it on a hook and f**king cast the s**t
I'm asking that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class act s**t
How the f**k I fit an axe in a satchel
Slip capsules in her glass she dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled asking where her a*s go
In my room redefining the meaning of black holes
And go on suck it up but hurry I've got nuts to bust
And butts to f**k and ups to chuck
And sluts to f**king uppercut
Its of buttercup go ahead f**k with us
Without a doubt a surefire way to get your mother f**ked
Ask her for a couple bucks shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song invade her thong my d**k is having guts for lunch
As well as supper then I'll rummage through a ruptured cunt
Found the mustard f**king nosy neighbors know that something's up
Whatcha doing nothing much would shout some other stuff
Got to f**king bounce guess the bouncer's had enough of us
Get up off the pavement wipe the dirt and vomit off
D**e boys hating but them faggots is a lot of talk
Cottonsoft p***y them odd n***as is molotov cocktails
F**king toss one in your apartment dawg
Wolf gang we ain't barking naw
Try talking on a blog with your f**king arms cut off
Put on a carpet watch them get auctioned off
The ace'll tell shake's daughter we're sorry but papa's gone
B***h

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