[ti:Grief (Explicit)]
[ar:Earl Sweatshirt]
[al:Grief]
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[00:00.68]Grief (Explicit) - Earl Sweatshirt
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[00:05.95]Alright
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[00:27.79]Good grief, I been reaping what I sow
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[00:31.24]Nigga, I ain't been outside in a minute
[00:32.93]I been living what I wrote
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[00:36.14]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas
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[00:39.20]Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look
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[00:42.22]Miss me at the precinct getting booked
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[00:44.57]Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks
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[00:47.12]Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, nigga
[00:49.47]I don't act hard, I'm a hard act to follow, nigga
[00:52.27]Like it or not, when it drop, bet he gotta listen
[00:55.11]Chasing dragons, tryna make it happen, on a mission
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[00:58.19]Step into the shadows, we could talk addiction
[01:00.50]When it's harmful where you going and the part of you that know it
[01:03.20]Don't give a fuck, pardon me for going into details
[01:06.51]3-7-6 was a brothel
[01:07.89]We had females come in every hour on the dot
[01:10.99]And the shit sound like a gavel when it knock
[01:13.68]Focus on my chatter, ain't as frantic as my thoughts
[01:16.44]Lately I've been panicking a lot
[01:18.42]Feeling like I'm stranded in a mob
[01:20.33]Scrambling for Xanax out the canister to pop
[01:22.92]Never getting out of hand, steady handling my job
[01:25.46]Time damaging my ties
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[01:27.50]Who turn to get up? Get dude turned to dinner quick
[01:30.23]You circus niggas, you turning into tricks
[01:33.23]I was making waves, you was surfing in 'em
[01:35.44]Dealing with the stomach pains just from birthing niggas' shit
[01:38.66]Cut the grass off the surface
[01:40.24]Pray the lawnmower blade catch the back of a serpent, nigga, shit
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[01:45.48]Bitch
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[01:53.91]Good grief, I been reaping what I sow
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[01:57.34]Nigga, I ain't been outside in a minute
[01:59.08]I been living what I wrote
[02:00.46]
[02:02.23]And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas
[02:04.49]
[02:05.02]Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look
[02:07.25]
[02:08.33]Miss me at the precinct getting booked
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[02:10.68]Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks
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[02:13.24]Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, nigga
[02:16.08]I'm fleeting thoughts on a leash
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[02:19.25]For the moment, high as fuck
[02:21.47]I've been alone in my shit for the longest
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[02:26.97]Snakes sliding in the street
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[02:31.23]Mama taught me how to not be like the bodies lying in them
[02:36.45]Pigs, riding in 'em
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[02:39.34]I'm a target so it's hard to even eye me in 'em
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[02:44.55]If he ain't dying for me, then I ain't riding with him
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[02:49.83]There's no time for that
[02:51.98]Making sure my man wallet's straight like a collar
[02:56.57]When you iron that
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[02:59.53]Thinking 'bout my grandmama, find a bottle
[03:03.37]I'mma wallow when I lie in that
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[03:09.69]I just want my time and my mind intact
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[03:14.40]When they both gone, you can't buy 'em back
- 专辑：I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside
- 歌手：Earl Sweatshirt
- 歌曲：Grief
