Earl Sweatshirt - Epar Lyrics (2024)

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All the bad bitches boo when you rapI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in factI got one in the front and two in the backAnd the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"Wolf with a T-Rex co*ck, less talkWhile I invest stock in wet rockSmoke with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock"Sub in the trunk, thumping up against the dead copsAnd pop it like I tossed a match in the engineAnd go harder than a f*cking crack interventionClown of the class and the last to attend itBig Earl make you fa*gs stand at attentionOdd Future, I'm your motherf*cking generalCatch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass nigg*s goGirl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna knowWhy this Playboy so sticky in this centerfoldSticky what my nigg*s blow, icky Earl finish foesh*t 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bowsChronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slowSo I'm walking out, ask them nigg*s what they sprinting fo'All the bad bitches boo when you rapI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in factI got one in the front and two in the backAnd the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"Black Ted Bundy sick as John GacyChilling with a possible victim, she was 18A hitchhiker hippie whor*, met her at the liquor storeShe frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourthGrade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing itSlipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and ginNext thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpetShe's kicking and screaming, begging for me to f*cking stop itLook, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitchSo sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the sh*tOr else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neckHide the slices from the gashes given with a dull GilletteMop the blood up, put the body in the apartmentStash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms"Hey, what's that?" Don't touch it or even f*cking lookYou are Fantasia and the body bag's a f*cking bookAll the bad bitches boo when you rapI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in factI got one in the front and two in the backAnd the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last nightThey thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass likeDamn right, red light, ran right through it"You don't even have your permit, what the f*ck are you doing?"Maybe if you shut the f*ck up, we'd be cruisingAnd you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruisesBut no, you wanna be Miss F*ck-with-the-MusicI'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on BlueprintThree seconds it takes for her to turn blueWith my hands around her throat, her arms stopped movingPulse stops too, in the back, look confusedAs I turn to tell them both not to do sh*t stupidRed, white, blue lights in the rear-view, sh*tSwerved to the shoulder, tell them both no movingSit down in the back, cause the windows tintedAs 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 f*cking car with your license and registration"I ain't getting outta sh*t, you're starting to try my patienceDidn't have backup, I could tell by the HummingbikeReached to the glove, grabbed the motherf*cking hunting knifeStabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dippedBack to the f*cking crib for some tea and crumpets, sh*tAll the bad bitches boo when you rapI can teach you how to pull ‘em like a tutor, in factA dead one in the front, dead cop in the backAnd two live bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"

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Written by: Tyler Okonma, Thebe Kgositsile, Vince Staples

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