Lyrics Earl Sweatshirt – Shattered Dreams
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Yeah, chief, get it ’cause we mean it
Ease up, free smokin’, niggas need it
Mask off, mask on, we trick-or-treatin’
Yeah, my nigga Ish, told him it’s a feelin’
Blast off, buckshot into my ceilin’
Why ain’t nobody tell me I was bleedin’?
Please, nobody pinch me out this dream
I said peace to my dirty water drinkers
Psh, nobody tryna get it clean
Why ain’t nobody tell me I was sinkin’?
Ain’t nobody tell me I could leave
Yeah, we’d win again, seethin’ within
Seen teeth on the floor, leakin’ again
We hold the door, uh
We build the bridge, we hold the courts
Send a cease and desist to your thieves, nigga
Please do abort, I could feel when you’re forcin’ it
Still in a bore riddim
Boy, I take the tour chips and go and get some decent decor
Is you gon’ ribbit or will you jump?
Get some more ribbons for the born winners from the jump
Niggas don’t listen ’til that whole mission was a bust
No sit-up, but it’s crunch time, shootin’ in the clutch
The midsummer sunshine found me on my ones, face drippin’, uh
Hate swimmin’ through your bloodlines
Motherfuck a judge, same goin’ to the one time, yeah
Come and take a stroll in the mud
Dip a toe in it, heard the hammer like a grudge
It was holes in the boat, we ain’t make a fuss
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Yeah, chief, get it ’cause we mean it
Ease up, free smokin’, niggas need it
Mask off, mask on, we trick-or-treatin’
Back off, stand-offish and anemic
Yeah, my nigga Ish, told him it’s a feelin’
Blast off, buckshot into my ceilin’
Why ain’t nobody tell me I was bleedin’?
Please, nobody pinch me out this dream