The Mint
Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics
Yup, yup, that's right
I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' things
Hold me down, hold me up
Hold me close 'cause my times is up
Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
Mind workin' like the water when it rush
Growin' for my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
Sayin' "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
Offer my condolence, smokin' 'til the mornin'
Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
Shoulder-level water on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
I heard you got your sauce at the Enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
Evidently, it was written like Nas
I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
Gotta listen when I tell ya, "Simmer down"
Two years I've been missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
Know I use too much of everything at hand
Except the difference is now I control it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck sippin' out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Sand fallin' out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fare's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time Wavy Don tappin' in
Savion Glover caught a couple L's
Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a-
Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe
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Written by: Robert Mansel, Sage Elesser, Thebe Kgositsile
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Released on November 20th, 2018, “The Mint” is the second single from Earl’s third studio album Some Rap Songs. The song features underground NYC rapper Navy Blue (professional skateboarder Sage Elsesser), a frequent collaborator of Earl’s friend MIKE.
First teased via a snippet on Earl’s Twitter, it is Earl and Navy Blue’s first collaboration. The song is built around an old school piano sample, probably taken from “Rococo Rondo”, an instrumental by The Ghostwriters, included in their 1986 album Remote Dreaming.
First teased via a snippet on Earl’s Twitter, it is Earl and Navy Blue’s first collaboration. The song is built around an old school piano sample, probably taken from “Rococo Rondo”, an instrumental by The Ghostwriters, included in their 1986 album Remote Dreaming.
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Yup, yup, that's right
I'm runnin' things, I'm runnin' things
Hold me down, hold me up
Hold me close 'cause my times is up
Show they true colors, don't know who to trust
Mind workin' like the water when it rush
Grownin' from my father, bitter to his touch
Now I'm solely honor, livin' is a must
All this for my momma 'til I'm dust
God gon' deal the calm, but lost my trust
Sayin' "Every man know many men"
Got me in a jam, I be in my feelings
On the other hand, I just need a moment
My condolence, smoke until the mornin'
Brodie on the corner with a piece on his hip
Give a warning 'fore you blow it in the sky
Tiptoein' over mortar and the brick
Bumpin' shoulders with the devil in disguise
Show the love of water on the rise
Twist, 40s in the morning in the winter
I heard you got your sauce at the enterprise
Evidently, it was rented but it's mine
Evidently, it was written like Nas
I was in the kitchen with that nigga Mike
Gotta listen when I tell ya simmer down
Two years I've been missin', livin' life
You was wildin', every day was trash
Crackers pilin' in to rape the land
Early morning, wash my swollen hands
Hit the showers, cleanse my soul and crash
Tiptoein' over glass, brodie go too fast, told him slow up
Know I use too much of everything at hand
Except the difference is now I control it, I be
In the crib and in the moment, stuck sippin' out the flask
Feet up on the dash, I hit the spliff but don't promote it
Under overpass, no cap
Say I'm ballin' out the hourglass
Grand total, it's a whole lotta raps
Quicksand, scramblin' outta that
Go behind the back, switch hands
The fair's high, niggas know they outta wack
Sterilize your clique, paralyze maritime niggas when
Every time wavy dyin', tappin' in
Savion Glover caught a couple Ls
Took 'em to the neck, motherfucker
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, fuck a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a check
Uh-uh, lotta blood to let, peace to make, give a fuck about a-
Nigga, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, maybe
FG
its always bittersweet when earl releases the best but saddest music
milkify
this song doesn't really feel sad or happy, more of just peaceful with existence, perfect for a solo night time walk just to think about life no matter what stage you're at
E B (E)
It's cause he is a pisces I think 🤔
Beverly X
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Weston Holmes
LOVE YOUR LYRIC VIDS since a kid
J R
@Dylan • kill
Toby Broadwood
Fucking crazy how Tyler, Frank and Earl have gone in three completely different directions artistically.
TSUMTV
Cassie veggies doing his thang too.
Zachariah
@The Alchemist by what measurement? vocals, 100% — lyrics? nahh
HipHop2U
@The Alchemist if frank dropped, maybe.