December 24 Lyrics - Earl Sweatshirt

[Intro] 

It is surely time that the speech of the Black culture of America be recognized as a genuine dialect of English. It is in every sense of the word... 

Yeah, uh, uh, uh 

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[Verse] 

Allen with the picked 'fro, answer in the outlet 

Alley-oopin' all the shit home 

Powered-up, out for the assist 

Don't panic when it get cold, we go at it, ho 

How you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh 

Ten toes, know you on your shit already 

Big stone, granite and your fist balled 

Standin' on the strip 

Don't panic when the pig come 

Scramble, get the big tall fetti, and then get home 

Tally up—tally up the wins though 

Don't think he said he pro-violence 

But it's gon' be your problem if he did, though 

I lived out the way, ayy 

Palace where the Crips stay 

Silent when the pigs came browsin' in his shit 

Bang like two mallets, too callous for your bitch taste 

'Member when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink 

How much of that gin straight? Could have filled a fish tank 

My doggy hit my cell, say he got me off the strength 

Ask him, "That's just how it is?" say 

"You die and then you live, huh?" 

Your heart and then your limbs break 

Just catch me when I slip, bro 

What's poppin'? Like a hip bone 

I told you, these niggas passin' like the Citgo 

We passin', niggas know we keep the gas inside the spliff roll 

The wind get the ashes in the end, bro 

We been took your pass and your credentials, uh 

Bad apple, daily clashin' with my kinfolk 

Bad acid did damage to my mental 

Show you right, it took some passages to get grown 

They been called me savage from the get go 

Uh 

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