Paroles: Earl Sweatshirt. Drop.

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I know everyone has their fucking version of this but, no one did it justice so?here we go

tell your bitch to stop complaining bout her achy tits
her body is a temple i don't give a fuck I'm atheist
make me stop
make me bitch
she mad because i tape this shit
and sent the tape to ace and taco helps him fuckin bake to it
master master pretty bitch basher black and white bitch mixed like she moo and chew grass
Though some concerned i like this shit i guess i kind of like my bitch
if she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with tyson lisp

wolf gang on that drive without a license shit
on that take shaken naked necks and fuckin slice them shits
oh how nice now you wanna say you like this shit
because you bruised up your neck sliced and i ain't icin shit
show me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
and i'll show you a faggot that say he hate barbara streisand's mix
Huh...me and burman swerving in the jeep
i'm a nice guy in person but a pervert in the sheets
and I'm magic with the words murder merlin over beats
make the competition kiss the fuckin curb and then they weepin and they drop

huh huh
drop
bitch

bitch

drop

drop

drop

drop
yo

bitch!

the lambs get silenced and the fans get violent
dropping (lars grogney0? like the hands of odd toddlers
fucking awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
the battle ram, rammin em, rats to get to tattling
Blin is swinging axes at you antonyms of savages
and praying that it damages your hobby where my passion is

fuck that faggot shit my niggas on that savage shit
fuckin a gang and shovin daggers through the ass of it

fuck that faggot shit my niggas on that savage shit
fuckin a gang and shovin daggers through the ass of it


movin on to jessica plannin to make a mess of her
after a couple drinks and a session of anal sex with her
like hey there intestines my cock is erect next to ya
we the shit like what you make
them niggas still ain't fresh as us

eat a dick, bitch