Guild Feat. Mac Miller Earl Sweatshirt

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Исполнитель: Earl Sweatshirt

Название песни: Guild (Feat. Mac Miller)

Продолжительность mp3: 03:53

Дата добавления: 2016-03-12

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Другие песни исполнителя Earl Sweatshirt

Текст песни:

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Said it's a handlin', quit heroin, Marilyn
Manson channeling, panicking, spar with Anakin
'Til one of us leave in an ambulance
Blow the smoke of the spliff in your eyes
You ain't gone' live till you die
Intelligent bitch on my side
She bitching I'm spitting perpetual lies
I hit her up when my jet land
Got a swisher tucked in my headband
Front page news, I'm young Jesus
Eating bagels with no cable on,
Been fucking hoes since when Mase was on,
I hope that Basedgod hears my prayers
One day you're here, the next day you're gone
So me and Earl smoking weed on Jay Z's lawn
This a program on you're ho ass, Tony Womack
Don't hold back, or feed your girl Cognac,
Meet a bitch, feverish, keep a chick,
Met her off twitter even Schindler keeps a list,
Pittsburgh, broke down somewhere in a Fisker
I could fuck your girl with a whisper to diss her,
Dumbass ho
She only dumb cause she love that though
Somewhere getting high reading, juxtaposed
I hit her up she come through and watch Adjustment Bureau
Moms love me cause I'm so commercial
I fuck em raw cause I know they fertile
In Myrtle Beach with a purple fleece
Hotel lobbies playing Fur Elise
I'm Ron Burgundy mixed with Hercules
Slap a bitch in the mouth if she curse at me
I said Josh's beard is like Paul Revere
When he walk in the room it's like God is here
I'm in a crime shop in Montauk throwing tomohawks
At civilians... and I'm chillin

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
I'm on the monitor nigga
She taking it like a champ
And I'm proud of her nigga
On the couch where that loud is burning
I'm shouting, "I don't fuck with you"
Cause I don't, never love a ho
We could play doctor, ma
Open wide for the thermometer
Your cow girl's crotch riding
For the clean fatal from my shotty
Tell the label that I want a white driver
Tell him give me space, I don't know that nigga
Bold ass motherfuckin' low class villian
Whole van tinted, nope can't kill him
It's the Trashwang nigga, that's what's up
Half pint of the hope in that plastic cup
Real nigga from the start till the casket shut
Present his own case as a basket one
Present-day base nigga, smack the judge
Riding with them same niggas ashin' blunts
When they bass get displaced like you bad or somethin'
Slide in the safe, take the cash and run
Know that if you fake I'm irrational
Took the big toe so they tagged the tongue
Out here stuntin' like I'm supposed to, dog
Blowing more smoke than a broke exhaust
Pipe the only spirit that I'm hoping dog
It's Wolf Gang bitch like you know these boys
Living like it's '62
Spit and grip my genitals
My bitch to split the swisher
My niggas split the residuals


Earl Sweatshirt ft. Mac Miller - Guild [NORMAL PITCH]


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