paroles de chanson Azucar - Earl Sweatshirt
Petal
to
the
metal
Lost
foot
and
it
was
sugar
in
my
gas
tank
My
cushion
was
a
bosom
on
bad
days
There′s
not
a
black
woman
I
can't
thank
You
called
crying
when
I
told
you
these
the
last
days
It′s
all
mine,
could've
split
the
last
plate
Niggas
didn't
have
faith,
so
I
stopped
tryin′
Apologize,
and
we
outta
time
Please
get
ya
alibis
straight,
you
ain′t
gotta
lie
It's
a
tradition
did
it
my
way
No
sense
of
looking
in
the
sky
Trace
elements
meddle
with
minds
Mind-state
live
fizzes
and
fires
Niggas
with
live
ammunitions
in
the
stick
on
the
highway
I
only
get
better
with
time
That′s
what
my
mom
say,
the
doc'
say,
he
to
kill
him
this
time
Well
here
I
go,
foot
on
the
line
What′s
mine,
what
good
is
it
if
it's
not,
you
sick
of
it
Sicky,
sicky,
niggas
wasn′t
shit
Face
looking
like
I
stumbled
out
of
bed,
hundred
dollar
jet
I
piss
problems
out
the
bottom
Empty
mama
said
she
used
to
see
my
father
in
me
Said
I
was
not
offended
Press,
King,
Navy,
Med,
Mike
on
the
bench
Living
life
like
a
nigga
put
a
price
on
my
head
Bless,
this
how
we
on
it
If
you
need
it
and
I
want
it
better
come
prepared
Going
through
it
like
prayers
in
the
night
sky
You
look
like
the
chair
when
you
folding
up
Hands
on
like
a
goalie
with
the
puck,
don't
need
any
luck
See
the
ghost
of
where
I
was,
lonesome
as
I
was
![Earl Sweatshirt - Some Rap Songs](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/v/d/k/v/h1cta7vkdv.jpg)
1 Shattered Dreams
2 Red Water
3 Cold Summers
4 Nowhere2go
5 December 24
6 Ontheway!
7 The Mint
8 The Bends
9 Loosie
10 Azucar
11 Eclipse
12 Veins
13 Playing Possum
14 Peanut
15 Riot!
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