Earl lyrics

[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
Yo, I'm a hot and bothered astronaut
Crashin' while jackin' off
To bufferin' vids of Asher Roth eatin' applesauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets, and laugh it off
Twisted, sicker than mad cattle, in fact, I'm off
Six different liquors, with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screamin', b*tch, you shouldn't be that alarmed
When Big Lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
Earl puts the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposin' bodies in plastic
Puts them in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat black b*tches and catfish
It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and f*ckin' cast the sh*t
I'm askin' that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class-act sh*t
How the f*ck I fit an axe in a satchel?
Slip capsules in a glass, she Dizzee Rascal
Party staff baffled, askin' where her ass go
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
But go on, suck it up
But hurry, I got nuts to bust and butts to f*ck
And ups to shut and sl*ts to f*ckin' uppercut
It's OF, buttercup, go ahead, f*ck with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother f*cked
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade her thong, my di*k is havin' guts for lunch
As well as supper, then I'll rummage through her ruptured c*nt
Found the mustard
f*ckin' nosey neighbors notice something's up
"What you doin'?", nothin' much
Would shout some other stuff
Got to f*ckin' bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us
[Interlude]
f*ck 2DopeBoyz
Eat my di*k (Wolf Gang)
I'll eat ya ass
f*ck 2DopeBoyz, f*ck them n*ggas, man
f*ck them n*ggas, man

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
Get up off the pavement, wipe the dirt and vomit off
DopeBoyz hatin', but them faggots is a lot of talk
Cotton soft pus*y, them Odd n*ggas is Molotov
c*cktails, f*ckin' toss one in your apartment, dog
Wolf Gang, we ain't barkin', nah
Try talkin' on a blog with your f*ckin' arms cut off
Put 'em in carpet and watch it get auctioned off
The Ace tell Shake's daughter
"We're sorry, but papa's gone, b*tch"

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Odd Future Wolf Gang, n*gga
f*ck them 2DopeBoyz n*ggas
Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill 'Em All, don't give a f*ck n*gga
Litter Life n*gga, stay pop n*gga, what's good?
Earl, what up n*gga?
f*ck Steve Harvey