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lirik lagu sunlight2003 - earl sweatshirt

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verse 1:
listening to doris on my hive/earl sh~t
all while my girl sits in the passenger playing on the game
got me thinking i’m worth sh~t with the mic work, quick, write a nice verse
skip past the chorus cause i’m flooded with rhymes first, mind hurts
writing bars harder than my light work hit
writing put me on planes, light work written in the sky
i’m flying soon, look what light work did
man, the head hurts, sam, it gets worse
thought you had a migraine on your own work?
well, hand the man a sweatshirt
getting even with my past self ’cause the future’s odd
said i won’t become attached to her but i’m too involved
should be in a movie, i am truly god in a human bod
say you got the groupie broads, well, i can see them booing y’all
liar liar, call him jim carrey, can you do the claw?
grip around the pen is tight and likened to a puma paw

chorus
’03 in stanthorpe rocking in the baby cot, planning on bopping
now l use the rapping as a transport option, mic cord got me travelling between each booth, bruh
i don’t stop for no clock, go until the flow stops
’bout to leave my whole top open like a broke lock
oh, and i’m a broke prophet hoping to be goat by the morning
cause the bro’s rhyming potent like it’s nothing, cause it’s nothing, b~tch
verse 2:
cruisin’ down fax on my way to santa monica
’bout to hit the pier, ride the coaster and the gondola
glaring from the sun, california
palm trees swaying in the breeze, l’mma need a d~mn thermometer
winter time here but it’s summer in australia
still living lavish spending hundreds everyday like we got nothing to be saving for
with my baby boo, make her feel all warm and fuzzy like a f~cking pomeranian
just a couple days and we’ll be jumping on a plane again
tryna make it work in the country i’ve been favouring
nothing my brain i bring, but i’m such a wizard with the limericks
they liken me to potter when i wave the pen
lot of things i say to them, have to dig deeper
when you hear it out your speaker, know i jot the thoughts so paper thin
a lot up on my plate and yet the crosses that i bear
so light i toss ’em in the air, i feel like ja morant, i play to win
audibly an alien, oughta be a star, i lead the flock and breathe inhaling in the constant stream of language
my h0m~nyms are obviously sapient
they can see and hear and they can tell which type of song i’ll sing today to them
to grace ’em with

chorus
’03 in stanthorpe rocking in the baby cot, planning on bopping
now l use the rapping as a transport option, mic cord got me travelling between each booth, bruh
i don’t stop for no clock, go until the flow stops
’bout to leave my whole top open like a broke lock
oh, and i’m a broke prophet hoping to be goat by the morning
cause the bro’s rhyming potent like it’s nothing, cause it’s nothing, b~tch


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