Sick! Lyrics – Earl Sweatshirt

Sick! Lyrics by Earl Sweatshirt

And I’ll give you a kiss
Uh, some, uh
Yes sir, somethin’ gotta give
Somethin’ gotta give

Spin another web
Head home, mess with Fisk, like I’m Spider-Man
Felt it on a whim
You’ll fall and slip again, I heard life a trip (What a trip)

Get it how you live
I guess it’s all you get
Take it on the chin, uh
Pleasure by the gram

Gas siphonin’
Smoke in my diaphragm (Diaphragm)
Stem caps, molly black, betty bam-ba-lam
They be under, shorty really from the West

Just an alley cat, legend in the f#cking flesh
Quit the frat, double back, I need a percent
Blast a laugh, karma facts, that’s a messy b#tch
Can’t go out sad, can’t go outside no more, ’cause n#gg#s sick (Sick)

f#ck the second chance, I won’t let the devil in
Somethin’ gotta give, cover me, I’m going in (Uh)
Pressure blow the lid, factor in the overhead
Live with no regrets, tell ’em when to tote the fifth (Yeah)

I could count the chips, not on what the teller said
That’s expensive sh#t, like my uncle Fela said
Cover me, I’m going in
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Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics – Sick!

Earl Sweatshirt

Sick!