Unknown Track 2009 lyrics

by

Earl Sweatshirt


[Verse 1]
(???) rewinds, so it's no getting past it
I spit gold in MJ's casket, y'all plastic
I'm so above average, my flow's in the attic
I spit crack, get your hands raised like taxes
No practice, yeah 5 star general
A nice guy, my flow's a certified criminal
Yeah, so they tried to get rid of him, but my creativity is rare like weed in Italy
You feeling me
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