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zuò qǔ : Thebe Kgositsile |
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zhì zuò rén : Earl Sweatshirt |
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zuò cí : Thebe Kgositsile |
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Double back when you got it made |
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30 racks of weed, no fat in the collard greens |
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Off top was me no cap, I don' t bottle things |
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Flashin' grandmama rings on her fingers |
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I' m fond of them things |
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Father, we gleam |
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I' m ominous of James HardenD |
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Weak s guardin' will peak |
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Followers just like me |
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I lost my phone and consequently |
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All the feelings I caught for my GF |
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My hands was on the wings |
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I took' em off, not a story |
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Careen against the bars |
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My canteen was full of the poison I need |
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The trip as long as steep |
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My innocence was lost in the East |
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Amidst the thick exhaust |
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Hockey, hit the heart it beat |
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Mention my sin is strong |
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We all that we need |
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But don' t call me brother no more |
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I keep my sentences short |
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Stack Pendleton keep me warm in the winter |
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Ksubi' s cuff done hit the floor |
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Doobie Brothers where the city morgue |
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Who would truly love a visit from us? |
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My soul and my heart |
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All in it, keep fishing |
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Gone, the macabre finish |
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And miss my Pop dukes, might just hit me |
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Depending how I play my cards |
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The wind whispered to me, " Ain' t it hard?" |
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I wait to be the light shimmering from a star |
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Cognitive dissonance shining and the necessary venom restored |
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As if it matters if you think it matters anymore |
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Cause shit be happening with quick results |
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They couldn' t fathom all the damage that had to get done |
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Pig was in a barrel, we cookin' up |
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Don' t get a sparrow, no harrowed runics in that damn tomb |
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And a share of deadly flowers bloom |
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Holler rabidly, we stare at you |
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And say a prayer |
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Let' s take it there like carrier pigeon |
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50, 000 roots, none of them rigid |
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Some of them wicked, how they grew |
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biān chéng : Thebe Kgositsile |
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mǔ dài gōng chéng shī : Chris Athens |
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rén shēng : Earl Sweatshirt |
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hùn yīn gōng chéng shī : Thebe Kgositsile |
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hùn yīn shī : Joe Visciano |