Guild - Earl Sweatshirt

Letra de Guild, canción donde Earl Sweatshirt interpreta uno de los temas que más suenan en el albúm Doris. Si te gusta la buena musica y te apasiona conocer letras de canciones de Earl Sweatshirt no te pierdas este single llamado Guild, no querras parar de escucharlo.

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(Verse 1: Mac Miller) Said this a hit of
liquid heroin Marilyn Manson channeling,
panicking, spar with Anakin 'Til one of
us leave in an ambulance Blow the smoke
of the spliff in your eyes You ain't
gon' live till you die Intelligent bitch
on my side She bitching, I'm spitting
habitual lies I hit her up when my jet
land Got a swisher tucked in my headband
Front page news, I'm young Jesus Eating
bagels with no cable on, Been fucking
hoes since when Mase was on, I hope that
Basedgod hears my prayers One day you're
here, the next day you're gone So me and
Earl smoking weed on Jay-Z's lawn Some
dope rap on your ho ass, Tony Womack
Don't hold back, or feed your girl
Cognac, Meet a bitch, sleepin' with her,
feverish, keep a chick, Met her off
Twitter even Schindler keeps a list,
Pittsburgh, broke down somewhere in a
Fisker I could pull your bitch with a
whisper and diss her, Dumbass ho She
only dumb cause she love that though
Somewhere getting high reading, Juxtapoz
I hit her up, she come through and watch
Adjustment Bureau Moms love me cause I'm
so commercial I fu*k'em raw cause I know
they fertile In Myrtle Beach with a
purple fleece Hotel lobbies playing Fur
Elise I'm Ron Burgundy mixed with
Hercules Slap a bitch in the mouth if
she curse at me I said Josh's beard is
like Paul Revere When he walk in the
room it's like God is here I'm at a prop
shop in Montauk throwing tomahawks At
civilians... I'm chillin' (Verse 2: Earl
Sweatshirt) I'm on the monitor nigga She
taking it like a champ And I'm proud of
her nigga I'm on the couch where that
loud is burning I'm shouting, "I don't
fu*kwith you" Cause I don't, never love
a ho But we could play doctor, ma Open
wide for the thermometer Your cow girl's
crotch riding With a clean, faded fro,
lopsided Tell the label that I want a
white driver And tell him give me space,
I don't know that nigga Bold ass little
fuckin' low class villain Whole van
tinted, nope can't kill him It's the
Trashwang nigga, that's what's up Half
pint of hope in that plastic cup Real
nigga from the start till the casket
shut Present his own case as a basket
one Present-day based nigga, smack the
judge Riding with them same niggas
ashin' blunts While that bass make his
face like he mad or somethin' Slide in
the safe, take the cash and run Know
that if he fake I'm harrassin' him Took
the big toe so they tagged the tongue
Out here stuntin' like I'm supposed to,
dog Blowing more smoke than a broke
exhaust Pipe only spirit that I hold in
the dark It's Wolf Gang bitch like you
know these paws Living like it's '62
Spit and grip my genitals My bitch to
split the swisher My niggas split the
residuals (Outro (x2)) Aye, marijuana
fields Pot growing, blaring Gil Scott
Heron while we pill pop Errand run and
kill cop Niggas know I feel not For 'em,
stop bitching Stare and get that grill
knocked Open Letra Guild Lyrics
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