Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cool, artist - Earl Sweatshirt. Album song Earl, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.04.2015
Record label: Classic Hits
Song language: English
Cool |
It’s the pick of the litter |
Mobbin' deep in the woods with six other niggers |
Yellin' at the trees like hey, hi mister |
I’m Life Litter’s official stripe getter |
Dig this, I’ll get a shovel and strike sisters |
And kick them when the handle starts diggin' in my blisters |
Sick, cynical, cyanide spitter |
So when I kick rhymes, my victims die quicker |
I’m broke, no cheese, my ho’s cracker |
Snort third verse of Pigions, I’ll show you a dope rapper |
I’ll shit on a nigga with no bladder |
Then throw it in his eyes to show him he don’t matter |
The night creeper in a nice white Jeep |
Here with three white divas who snort and like penis |
I’m hotter than at least five heaters |
In the middle of the summer with a sleeved wife beater |
Pure bred degenerate, gentleman |
Little Aryan nigga with hairy clit for dinner |
It’s Wolf Gang, triple six, niggas on that simple shit |
I’m on a fuckin' spree burnin' bodies in a rental whip |
Wolf Gang rad, no bum ass shit |
So since the fans laggin', now they’re tryna come back quick |
Ask from Dera to Fax, they say fuck that shit |
We half African swaggin' of course we run that shit |
I been sick, since I was un-mixed and mastered |
Blastin' Bastard, screamin' fuck another rapper |
O.F. |
soldier, Buffalo Bill, don’t think I will |
But I’m a gunner for the Bills like Tasker |
I’m the cream of the crop |
Officers in the trunk with six other cops |
No way that I’ll stop, they’ll arrest me after |
Fix the scene just to put me on screen like an actor |
Shit, no need to tell me I know it’s hot |
As weather where them bitches wear bikinis with polka-dots |
It’s overly overkill, because my niggas know a lot |
About tapin' them, rapin' them, throw them overboard from a yacht |
So now they probably hate me but that’s why the fuck I’m here |
And you really should man up, there’s no need to be sincere, faggot |
Heard that you were queer, why would you fuck with Wolves |
That’ll leave you on the ground like your rap career? |
So you don’t want it don’t start none |
We’re fuckin' Radical, been Fuckin' Awesome |
Talked a lotta shit so for words you’re at a loss |
Raised enough money just to get someone to kill my boss |
Now that’s a fuckin' suit for hire |
Hang her higher, light a fire, fuck my former supervisor |
I’m the truth, you’re a liar, blue as clues, I inspire |
Odd Future muthafucka, I’m your new supplier |