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epaR
Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics


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All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
While I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock"
Sub in the trunk, thumping up against the dead cops
And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine
And go harder than a fucking crack intervention
Clown of the class and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know
Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes
Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows
Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow
So I'm walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18
A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth
Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch
So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
"Hey, what's that?" Don't touch it or even fucking look
You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night
They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran right through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing?"
Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue
With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused
As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit
Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted
As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too young to be driving?"
Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home
"Get out the fucking car with your license and registration"
I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back
And two live bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Earl Sweatshirt's song "epaR" paint a dark and twisted picture of violence and misogyny. The first verse seems to boast in a vulgar manner about his ability to attract beautiful women, with lines like "I got one in the front and two in the back". He compares himself to a wolf with a T-Rex cock, indulging in sexual braggadocio. The second verse takes a sharp turn down a violent and disturbing path, with lyrics about drugging and raping a hitchhiker. He justifies his actions with lines like "you know it's not rape if you like it" and "don't fight the shit". He then goes into gruesome detail about disposing of the body and covering up the crime. The third verse takes another dark turn as he describes killing a police officer who pulls him over, and nonchalantly talking about stabbing him with a hunting knife before going back home for tea and crumpets.


Line by Line Meaning

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
The audience is not pleased with your performance.


I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I can show you how to attract them just like I do.


I got one in the front and two in the back
I have multiple women interested in me.


And the bitches keep screaming 'Odd Future is back'
The women are excited that Odd Future is performing.


Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
I am a dominant figure with a large penis.


While I invest stock in wet rock
I am investing in drugs that are in high demand.


Smoke with all the big bitches bumping 'Bedrock'
I am smoking marijuana with attractive women who are listening to hip-hop.


Sub in the trunk, thumping up against the dead cops
There is a loud bass in the car's subwoofer that is rattling the bodies of two dead police officers in the trunk.


And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine
I am accelerating very quickly.


And go harder than a fucking crack intervention
I am going very fast.


Clown of the class and the last to attend it
I am the class clown and always arrive late.


Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
I am powerful and command respect.


Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
I am the leader of Odd Future.


Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
I will find and confront violent and disrespectful people.


Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know
I will provide the answer to your unspoken question.


Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
I am highly desirable and sought after.


Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes
My group and I are smoking weed, and I am capable of defeating my enemies.


Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows
I will attack my enemies unexpectedly and brutally.


Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow
I am feeling the effects of marijuana.


So I'm walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'
I am leaving and questioning why other people are in a hurry.


Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
I am comparing myself to two notorious serial killers.


Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18
I am spending time with a young woman who may become my victim.


A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
I met this girl who was a hitchhiker and appeared loose at the liquor store.


She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth
She is a frequent customer of the liquor store and appears to have started drinking heavily at a young age.


Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
She is very attractive, and I plan to have sex with her.


Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
I secretly drugged her drink with Rohypnol.


Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
We are at my place on my burgundy carpet.


She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
She is resisting my advances and asking me to stop.


Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch
I am rationalizing my non-consensual sexual activity with her.


So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
I am ordering her to comply and not resist.


Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
I will hurt her and leave a bloody wound around her neck.


Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
I must conceal the evidence of her injuries.


Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment
I am cleaning up the crime scene and moving the body.


Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
I am hiding her body in the same place where we stash our drugs and condoms.


'Hey, what's that?' Don't touch it or even fucking look
I am warning others not to look at or touch any evidence.


You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book
I am referencing a scene from a Disney movie Fantasia, where books come to life.


Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night
I want to talk to my friend Vince about the women I met last night.


They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
They were interested in me until I asked about their body.


Damn right, red light, ran right through it
I intentionally ran a red light in order to keep driving.


'You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing?'
Someone is questioning my ability to drive legally.


Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
If someone stops talking, we can continue driving without being noticed.


And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
If someone stops complaining about their injuries, we can avoid attention.


But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
Someone is being a nuisance and interfering with our plans.


I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint
I am listening to Eminem's album Relapse, while someone else is listening to Jay-Z's album Blueprint.


Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue
I am choking her and she is losing consciousness quickly.


With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
I am choking her with my bare hands.


Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused
She has stopped breathing and is dead.


As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid
I am warning others not to do anything foolish.


Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit
I see police lights behind us.


Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
I pulled over to the side of the road and ordered everyone to stay still.


Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted
I am ordering them to sit in the back seat of the car because the windows are dark.


As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship
I am speaking to the police officer to try to make him my ally.


'Aren't you a little too young to be driving?'
The police officer is questioning my age and ability to drive.


Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home
I am attempting to make an excuse for my actions.


'Get out the fucking car with your license and registration'
The police officer is demanding that I produce my license and registration.


I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
I am refusing to exit the car and becoming increasingly hostile.


Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
I am assessing the situation and noticing that there is only one police officer.


Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
I am retrieving a weapon in order to attack the police officer.


Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
I attacked the police officer, put his body in the trunk, and fled.


Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
I am returning home to my apartment to relax after my heinous actions.


A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back
There are now two dead bodies in my car - one in the front seat and one in the trunk.


And two live bitches screaming 'Odd Future is back'
The women who were with me earlier are excited that Odd Future has returned.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Tyler Okonma, Thebe Kgositsile, Vince Staples

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@mynameisnotchef7310

0% Drugs
0% Nudity
0% Violence
0% Swearing
0% Flexing
0% Alcohol
100% Pure Christian Music

@syntakzzz

a tad bit of violence

@neilfingeredabird706

@@syntakzzz i dont hear any

@yourmumsahoe1

@@syntakzzzall i heard was the lords good word? “ you know its not rape if you like it bitch” ishah 3:5

@syntakzzz

@@yourmumsahoe1 ever so slightly.. perhaps a miniscule bit?

@iiii800

I’m 9 and my dad sings this to me every night, love you daddy ❤

@dissclout47

w pops

@Bri6n

W POPS

@pineapplesodah

W POPS

@nathanthapharmicist

Dawg 😭

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