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Earl Sweatshirt lyrics : "Pigeons"

Welcome back to class, (*##$, grab on to your glasses
Odd Future leaving even ^!$$%s in past tense
Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Either that or they 4: 4, some call them fantastic
She called me fantastic, I called her a fat (*##$
Still kill the #~!!@, put the cat in a casket

The funeral service was $#&@ing worthless, so I said a couple words at it
Didn't know her but I'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
The Odd ^!$$% with a spoon in your danimals

As hungry as a cannibal, trapped in a van of cantaloupes
Harder than granite, hoes know I'm coming
With the grand force of Van Damme's fist in a damn cannon so

Fans catch us on Animal Planet, tracking hoes
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

The aftermath proves to be smoother than hair relaxer, oh

[Hook:]

Wave high to the Ritalin regiment
Double S %#@!, swastikas on the letterman, (*##$
Hungry wolves at the door, (*##$, let us in

Kill 'em all, O.F. is what I represent
Say hi to the Ritalin regiment
Double S %#@!, swastikas on the letterman, (*##$

Hungry wolves at the door, (*##$, let us in
Kill 'em all, O.F. is what I represent


[Verse 2:]
Took the van, went snatch her
Oh, you wanna snap this grass? Snap your $#&@ing jabba

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie Ace for back up like !@$)
I got class and can't take this (*##$ to math, what
Tell the $#&@ing teacher that this burlap sack is filled

With snacks for after class for the whole class, to snack up
Yeah, right, get over here faster
Cause Earl's a pro rapper but amateur kidnapper


[Tyler:]
Earl, goddammit, I'm still in my damn pajamas

Waiting on mom to bring me the Aspirin from a trampoline jump
And if I pick her up, I'm humping and I'm $#&@ing with no lubricant
I'm using spit, piss, vaseline or something, how old is she?

(Seventeen) This (*##$ is underage
But I'll have her face off tied and Nicholas Cage
But anyway, give me cash !@$), cause I'm low on gas

Aww $#&@ it, 'bout to jack off, go catch a $#&@ing cab
No I'm not lying when I say that brother's all I have
But if you're not dying don't $#&@ing bother to call me back, I'm sleep


[Hook]


[Bridge: x2]
Kill people, burn %#@!, $#&@ school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the $#&@'s cool

$#&@ rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool


[Verse 3:]
I don't give a $#&@, like a senior citizen
%#@! and run back to the lab, need $$#istance from

Sister with the biggest bumbaclot girls
I'm around calves big cause they run a lot and scream, oh
Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

He ain't touching me like Martin Sheen's ^&@#$
Y'all ^!$$%s ain't clean as my team is meanest
Hitting amputees in the knees, Jesus

Please, just peep the Crystal Method where
I take a $#&@ing beat, strip it naked then I wreck it
It's no question, Sweatshirt's O.F

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead (*##$
Hammerhat flyer than a bag of $$#
And Jane's a $#&@ing acrobat, I'll flip her on a mattress

Last straw, $#&@ that, I'm who broke the camel's back
Say you want that dope %#@!, welcome to Satan's cabbage patch, (*##$


[Outro:]
Told you he can rap, dumb mutha$#&@a

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