Fort Wayne

Doubting Thomas (prod. Jackie Paper)

Bottom of the Barrel (prod. Commander Jep)

mystery machine (prod. Roman New TIme)

ALL LYRICS WRITEN BY EARL SWEATSHIRT I DID NOT WRITE THIS SONG, I JUST LOVE IT ENOUGH TO SAY IT OUT LOUD. The spotify lyrics say stork, everywhere else says stock. I liked stork better for myself. Still not written by me.

I know I'm a king, stork on my shoulder, I was sinkin'
I ain't know that I could leave
Papa called me chief
Gotta keep it brief
Locked and load, I can see you lying through your teeth
Fingers on my soul, this is 23
Blood in the water, I was walking in my sleep
Blood on my father, I forgot another dream
I was playing with magic, hide blessings in my sleeve

keep it brief (prod. ALN! / AKF!) [Earl Sweatshirt Red Water Cover]

This not a teachable moment this here's a tweakable moment
Gather up all my condolences, I hope that's what you wanted
Put all my vices in a bag, I hope that's what you have
I better make it last, I better make it last

I'm never coming in first, I guess that it could be worse
Gotta make it last, gotta make it last
I'm never coming in first, I guess that it could be worse
Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

Gotta make it last, gotta make it last

I empty out and load my little spliffy like a one hitter
Pouring out my spirit in a bag and I just leave the filter
All up front the of it is all at once anyway
All at once nah I rip the sack in doses take away klonopain

Take away klonopain

KLONOPAIN

Would you tell me that you want everything I could give?
Would you tell me that you wanna be here? (There)

There’s confidence there was it more than you wanted
or more than you bargained for?
I try to be up front and I exceed at being honest
You ask questions and I answer do you wanna talk about it more?

Let’s not go silent now
Let’s not go silent now
Let’s not go silent now
Silent now, signing out

Is it silent now?
Is it silent now?
Is it silent now?

Listen, listen close
Listen, listen close
Listen, listen close
……………………………
(Amidst insane mumbling to myself)
This is what the inside of my head sounds like
It only get’s quiet when it’s loud out in real life
……………………………………………….
Where is my mind?
It’s right here, you can have it.

This isn’t what the inside of my head sounds like
It only get’s quiet when it’s loud out in real life

Bottom of the Barrel (prod. Commander Jep)

roots of fallen leaves