Earl Sweatshirt, Thebe (born February 24, 1994) is an American rapper member of the Los Angeles hip hop collective OFWGKTA. He released his debut solo album, EARL, as a free digital download on the OFWGKTA website at sixteen years-old, with the help of founding OFWGKTA member Tyler, the Creator. His debut studio album, Doris, was released in 2013 to widespread critical acclaim. He followed this release up with his second album, I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt, in 2015, to an equal amount of acclaim. Read Full BioEarl Sweatshirt, Thebe (born February 24, 1994) is an American rapper member of the Los Angeles hip hop collective OFWGKTA. He released his debut solo album, EARL, as a free digital download on the OFWGKTA website at sixteen years-old, with the help of founding OFWGKTA member Tyler, the Creator. His debut studio album, Doris, was released in 2013 to widespread critical acclaim. He followed this release up with his second album, I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt, in 2015, to an equal amount of acclaim. In 2018, he released his third studio album, Some Rap Songs.
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Chum
Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics
Something sinister to it
Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving
Through the city with criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy turf
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is stitched into my shirt
Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche
Psyche, psyche
It's probably been twelve years since my father left, left me fatherless
And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest
When honestly I miss this nigga, like when I was six
And every time I got the chance to say it I would swallow it
Sixteen, I'm hollow, intolerant, skip shots
I storm that whole bottle, I'll show you a role model
I'm drunk, pissy, pissing on somebody front lawn
Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate
Momma often was offering peace offerings
Think, wheeze cough, scoffing and he's off again
Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that
And plus he liked how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap
Too black for the white kids, and too white for the blacks
From honor roll to cracking locks up off them bicycle racks
I'm indecisive, I'm scatterbrained, and I'm frightened, it's evident
And them eyes, where he hiding all them icicles at?
Something sinister to it
Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving
Through the city with criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy turf
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is stitched into my shirt
Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche
Psyche, psyche
"Can I get that, oh let me get that beat in my headphones"
Uh time lapse, bars rot in heart's bottomless pit
Was mobbin' deep as '96 Havoc and Prodigy did
We were the pottymouth posse crash the party and dip
With all belongings then toss em out to the audience
Nothing was fucking awesome, trying to make it from the bottom
His sins feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is
Supreme garment and weed gardeners garnishing spliffs
With Keef particles and entering apartments with 'zine article
Tolerance for boundaries, I know you happy now
Craven and these Complex-fuck niggas done track me down
Just to be the guys that did it, like, "I like attention"
Not the type where niggas trying to get a raise at my expense
Supposed to be grateful, right?
Like, "Thanks so much, you made my life
Harder, and the ties between my mom and I are strained and tightened
Even more than they were before all of this shit"
Been back a week and I already feel like calling it quits
Something sinister to it
Pendulum swinging slow, a degenerate moving
Through the city with criminals, stealth, welcome to enemy turf
Harder than immigrants work, "Golf" is stitched into my shirt
Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche
Psyche, psyche
"Ha ha ha!"
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Thebe Kgositsile, Kehinde Hassan, Taiwo Hassan, Charles Edward Hugo
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BlackySpeakz
A hidden Gem 💎
Nathaniel
Undoubtedly
Wet Willy
im rockin with this take
Swyft Siah
Truer words have never been spoken
DANK DUCK
hidden?
Opro Ahmad
Hidden?
Supreme Boy
earl my dad is a alchoolic for 6 years and my dad and my mom are divorced.This song inspire me everyday thank you i appreciate your work
Mike Klonowski
that's the sign of a great artist, they write art that we can relate to it. Anyone that has an estranged father, myself included, can relate... or it hits hard too... makes you wanna cry
Sir. Extreme
sry bruh
Uhhh Ead
Stay positive and Pray God will help you get through this🙏🏿🙏🏿