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[Intro: Sweatshirt]
Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy so rich, damn

1: Earl Sweatshirt]
In '09, we were still on the bus,
Before Nak was deluxe, I didn't have a brush
When it still wasn't tryna fuck with me
Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's comin'
I know we were on the cusp of the money
Tryna get a few bucks custody
And my twin was all Syd's brothers
So my kin and my skin toughened
And thick lens my eyes now
bright, nigga, I'm just high now
And if this a different way to my mind out
I to find out, I'm doing fine now
And I don't look as stupid when I now
And at the show look astounded
And up drowsy
In the cut so much that it's pus me
him in the daytime or dusk hours
out the pound, [?]
If tux lousy then you can't sit with us, nah
Can't it harsh livin' when the margin
you and all these fuck niggas
Is about as as it gets
And you workin', arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he talkin' cause he ain't workin'
Like a long distance,
Who you know that's out that's harder than
niggas like a Tomlison win, nigga
Slight frown on the brow on the brim, brown
Runnin' wild on the route was picked
When the clouds out
I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin'

Mac Miller]
I've drownin' with this shallow soul
soul, shallow soul
You are from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow

2: Da$h]
Drugs got me feelin' like Carpathian
Just at the state he's in
The critically acclaimed, slang contortionist
ain't suckin' corporate dick
Said it with my balls in
hand got a cork to hit
All this Ralph be the
in and said I needed all the chips
As well as the one on my
Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in
still lockin' niggas up for quotas
Brain still numb the shit in the soda, soft
A lost
a [?], fakin' off
Warrants filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman while cape was off
Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise
Tryna see the bright of life
And a nigga just keep comin' back a dark picture
It's like hard liquor, and see people are
So you judge a mothafucka by the page
And a by the back cover
The [?]The is long-sleeved, so the tats covered
Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on
They said my shit was so
It was like Cobain hit his number

Mac Miller]

[Verse 3: Mac
Isn't he dizzy off the up's and
Got a Whitney, put it in a blunt for now
She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I die now?
And I'm strung out on dusty couch
In a big white ugly house, I the bitch slow down
runnin' your mouth
You holdin' my money, just up and count
My right hasn't worked in a week
Plus the plug got work, he servin' for a sheep
Me, I'm in the Jeep
Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the
How I'm playin' my shit'll a baby up
I get her faded, but her in the labia
All my life I've afraid of powder
All my life been afraid of power
did all that go?
The decision always called my phone
Last supper I was fuckin' the Corleones
I need somethin' stronger a quarter zone
That can save me the war unknown
Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Joh
The devil on the other of the glory hole
Any time, any place, you bet I'ma eat
Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the
Look at all these new
I see, I see, I see
They're comin' on the but they're leavin' in suitcases
Been a criminal before digital
Used the put the weed in the of my blue Asics
Hate myself up to
But the are just way too flagrant, so
I go
Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail
I've never been religious but I feel like the got it all there
It's not just gypsies and fairies, this be my last breath
take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in
Right by the with nothin' on my mind

Mac Miller]
You are standing in the shallow
You are speaking with the soul
Shallow
I've been drowning with this shallow
Shallow soul, soul
You are from a shallow soul
Shallow soul, shallow
(fades)