Lyrics Luper - Earl Sweatshirt
Ma
said
"Wake
up
son,
good
morning"
I
rolled
out
of
bed,
greeted
mama
with
a
yawn
then
Paused
to
scratch
an
itch
and
went,
down
to
the
kitchen
Fixed
a
plate
of
eggs
and
bacon,
glass
of
OJ
Simpson
Just
as
I
was
about
to
dig
in
A
thought
jumped
in
my
head,
school
was
to
be
attended,
shit
I
paid
my
thoughts
no
attention
Cause
I
wasn't
tryna
kick
it
with
this
bitch
that
just
ended
it
with
me
But
mama
wasn't
havin
it,
so
I
grabbed
my
bag
And
split
out
the
door
and
saw
the
whore
that
I'd
rather
kick
It
seems
kinda
brash
but
it's
the
hash,
I
mean
the
harsh
truth
She
runs
shit,
she's
the
jock,
I'm
the
horseshoe
She's
gorgeous,
when
niggas
see
it
jaws
hit
the
floor
so
When
she
left,
it
didn't
break
my
heart
it
broke
my
torso
Making
my
eyes
ache,
stalking
her
MySpace
Posted
a
new
pic,
I
mean
it
when
I
say,
that
I
fucking
hate
you,
but
Maybe
if
you
looked
in
this
direction
I'd
pick
my
heart
up
off
the
floor
and
put
it
in
my
chest
then
Feel
the
fucking
life,
rushing
through
my
body
But
you
got
a
guy,
it's
not
me,
so
my
wrist
is
looking
sloppy
Come
on,
let's
cut
the
bull
like
a
matador
You
light
me
up
like
lamps
a
chance
is
all
I'm
really
asking
for
Give
me
one,
I
promise
I'll
be
back
for
more
Most
want
to
tap
and
score,
I
want
a
fam
of
four
Not
like
a
family
of
four,
just
like.
fuck
it
You'll
never
listen
to
this
shit
anyways,
fuck
you,
bitch
She
said
"You
rushing,
you
rabid
son
of
a
Labrador"
But
I'm
attracted
to
you
like
teenyboppers
to
Apple
stores
The
basement
light
is
darkened
and
the
switchblade
is
sharpened
Her
name
on
my
arm
and
her
face
on
a
two
percent
carton
See
her
face
while
you're
fixing
your
breakfast
And
know
she's
in
my
basement,
objecting
to
sex
with
Me
murder
spree,
surges
on
with
the
next
bitch
Tombstones
read
RIP
cause
it's
pieces
they
rest
in
Ma
said
"Wake
up
son,
good
morning"
I
rolled
out
of
bed,
greeted
mama
with
a
yawn
then
Paused
to
scratch
an
itch
and
went,
down
to
the
kitchen
Fixed
a
plate
of
eggs
and
bacon,
glass
of
OJ
Simpson
Just
as
I
was
about
to
dig
in
A
thought
jumped
in
my
head,
school
was
to
be
attended,
shit
I
paid
my
thoughts
no
attention
Cause
I
wasn't
tryna
kick
it
with
this
bitch
that
just
ended
it
with
me
But
mama
wasn't
havin
it,
so
I
grabbed
my
bag
And
split
out
the
door
and
saw
the
whore
that
I'd
rather
kick
It
seems
kinda
brash
but
it's
the
hash,
I
mean
the
harsh
truth
She
runs
shit,
she's
the
jock,
I'm
the
horseshoe
She's
gorgeous,
when
niggas
see
it
jaws
hit
the
floor
so
When
she
left,
it
didn't
break
my
heart
it
broke
my
torso
Making
my
eyes
ache,
stalking
her
MySpace
Posted
a
new
pic,
I
mean
it
when
I
say,
that
I
fucking
hate
you,
but
Maybe
if
you
looked
in
this
direction
I'd
pick
my
heart
up
off
the
floor
and
put
it
in
my
chest
then
Feel
the
fucking
life,
rushing
through
my
body
But
you
got
a
guy,
it's
not
me,
so
my
wrist
is
looking
sloppy
Come
on,
let's
cut
the
bull
like
a
matador
You
light
me
up
like
lamps
a
chance
is
all
I'm
really
asking
for
Give
me
one,
I
promise
I'll
be
back
for
more
Most
want
to
tap
and
score,
I
want
a
fam
of
four
Not
like
a
family
of
four,
just
like.
fuck
it
You'll
never
listen
to
this
shit
anyways,
fuck
you,
bitch
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