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Earl Sweatshirt

Genres: Hip-Hop

Shattered Dreams Lyrics - Earl Sweatshirt

[Chorus] 

Imprecise words 

Yeah, chief, get it 'cause we mean it 

Ease up, free smokin', niggas need it 

Mask off, mask on, we trick-or-treatin' 

Back off, stand-offish and anemic 

Yeah, my nigga Ish, told him it's a feelin' 

Blast off, buckshot into my ceilin' 

Why ain't nobody tell me I was bleedin'? 

Please, nobody pinch me out this dream 

 

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[Verse] 

I said peace to my dirty water drinkers 

Psh, nobody tryna get it clean 

Why ain't nobody tell me I was sinkin'? 

Ain't nobody tell me I could leave 

Yeah, we'd win again, seethin' within 

Seen teeth on the floor, leakin' again 

We hold the door, uh, we build the bridge 

We hold the courts and the cease and desist 

Take your fees, nigga 

Please do aboard, I could feel when you're forcin' it 

Still in a bore riddim 

Boy, I take the tour chips and go and get some decent decor 

Is you gon' live it, or will you jump? 

Get some more ribbons for the born winners from the jump 

Niggas don't listen to that, whole mission was a bust 

No sit-up, but it's crunch time, shootin' in the clutch 

The midsummer sunshine found me on my ones, face drippin', uh 

Hate swimmin' through your bloodlines 

Motherfuck a judge, same goin' to the one time, yeah 

Come and take a stroll in the mud 

If the toll winnin', heard the hammer like a grudge 

We holdin' it close, we was on the cusp 

It was holes in the boat, we ain't make a fuss 

Uh, chosen 

 

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[Chorus] 

Imprecise words 

Yeah, chief, get it 'cause we mean it 

Ease up, free smokin', niggas need it 

Mask off, mask on, we trick-or-treatin' 

Back off, stand-offish and anemic 

Yeah, my nigga Ish, told him it's a feelin' 

Blast off, buckshot into my ceilin' 

Why ain't nobody tell me I was bleedin'? 

Please, nobody pinch me out this dream 

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