Earl Sweatshirt - Slow Learners (unreleased)

Earl Sweatshirt - Shrooms (unreleased)

CURSE Lyrics

[Verse]
And I just went cold turkey on my bitch
It's a cold world, been servin' niggas since-
No Mercy, just lurkin' by the fence
Ed Murphy Raw, Persian floor, pigs in the fog
Dogs comin' to search the car, that's ironic 'cause
Every verse just serve the purpose of a service dog
To these blind niggas, redefine what you heard before
How every word got the urgency of nurses
On the tele with the surgeon, had a belly full of bourbon
'Til I remembered I'm worth it, still exempt from the curses
Still a couple shoulders over y'all
And life's short but the totem tall
I told you that the flow would circle, bring it back
I get inertia, then I murk it all
What's the topic of conversation? What's the protocol?
I keep my toe from out the serpent's jaw
Listen, I don't know who hurt you Ma
What I know is livin' in the past just hurt you more
And now I'm grown, I'm tryna bag 'em like the grocery store
A lot of niggas poultry, I see chicken and I roast it all
A nigga livin' in the moment, no remarks, just a question
"Why you lookin' for some innocence you know you lost?"
Engine runnin', pistons spittin' like it's motocross
Should the sunset, got the city golden
Plus my son said, I'm the city golden boy
I've pissed and spit on my opponent
Then I'm pitchin' bodies overboard
And then I'm shakin' off them shackles
I be in the house sometimes, I own my masters
Catch me on the couch unwindin'
If she throw the cat, I'll smash it out the linen
Off a pack that my Uncle Al provide me
Eyes on low rider, back to business man
They low-fi so don't mind 'em
Farm 'em for they cheese, not they co-sign
And knock 'em out they motherfuckin' socks when you clothes-line 'em
Not tryna change the game, don't sign him
Motherfucker



Earl Sweatshirt - Curse (unreleased)

Earl Sweatshirt - Heavy Head (unreleased)

Homebound from camp flog gnaw 2019
⭕LYRICS:
Hard times when I needed touch
Need a crutch, need a hug, harsh lines on the easel, blood
Even keeled, but with death, the infrequent brush test me
Don't speak em' up, speakers hum
Free the thugs, we don' weeped enough
Recently released a steam, when I pieced him up
Mischievous as my uncle, mischievous as Juanita was
Peace to Juanita son for checking in
Must have felt the deviance I'm delving in, I'm demon'd up
Forehead creases, dimpled cheeks betray the feeling
Play the shield til' I play the villain
In the field, the killing joke whispering in a ear
Sentimental, a voice quivering with despair
Up there where the air thinner
The mountaineer keep a sharper pair of shears with him
Clip a clear path to the endless
Stack up meal ticket, hands sticky
The tar shiny black, time - you can't buy it back
Please don't throw me to the briar-patch, got his ass!
[Chorus]
I'm back home and I gotta laugh
I'm back home and I gotta laugh
The siren song got me out a jam
And in a, and in a flash, climbing in a bath, damn


Earl Sweatshirt - Homebound (unreleased)

Earl Sweatshirt - UnderWorld (unreleased)

Earl Sweatshirt - Alone (no reverb) (unreleased)

Earl Sweatshirt - Tapped In (unreleased)

looped instrumental from live set (Hollywood Bowl 2021)

Earl Sweatshirt - Fire In The Hole (ft. DOMi & JD BECK)

And this morning felt peculiar when I get up
Different nigga in the mirror, had to size up
Brooded with the blinds up
This block quiet 'round the corner where they robbing
I promise you though it's all here
The falls and the rise and the dark and the light
Be the truth where you find it, success is options
Stress get awful
If that nigga over seven then I bet he watching Sweaty often
Cause my water calm and deep
Y'all still creeks gon' dry up eventually
Still not gon' miss 'em and that thought just tickled me pink
Think I must of lost a piece of my lung to the sink
You know you can't run from no repercussions
Can't run when the reaper lift up his sleeves
And then brush it
It's bleak in the bubble that most my peoples grew up in
Can't run from the street
Designed to mislead and corrupt ya
I said it before, my head in the sky
My feet in the struggle
Tryna' keep peace on my mind
But recently, swear the scuffle been heated with mine
Swear if my voice of reason only beat up my pride
Like half the time that I needed it
It feeling like I'm the only one I'm cheating with
Creep up my spine
My nigga fronting like these substances
That weaken my drive
Crack phone full of bitches
Tryna' eat up my time
Stop snitching motherfucker, keep ya leash on ya dimes
Stop dropping 'em, bitch ass nigga

Earl Sweatshirt - Peculiar (unreleased)

T.EA

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