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Inside adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Tan Cressida/Columbia tarafından 23 Mart 2015 tarihinde yayınlandıI Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside: An Album by Earl Sweatshirt
album cover
Çıkış Tarihi23 Mart 2015
FirmaTan Cressida/Columbia
LanguageEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM71

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Earl Sweatshirt
Earl Sweatshirt
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thebe Kgositsile
Thebe Kgositsile
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Engineer
Josh Berg
Josh Berg
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Adam Harr
Adam Harr
Assistant Engineer
randomblackdude
randomblackdude
Producer

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[Intro]
Yeah man, you know what I'm saying?
Already
You crazy for this one
[Verse 1]
Fresh out the belly of the island into the heart of the city
T and them just hit the road, I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me
I thought the fauna was pretty, so I approached her (I did)
My first apartment was really covered with roaches
'Cause **** was really smoking
Gotta say that, as of late, I been busy with business, mostly
Got a tape? Catch a wave, now you in the industry ocean
Missing out on your boat
I been figuring out my own fish, home gets distant
We working, I'm on the road again
Cold and the spirits is bursting up out the Trojan, man
Fridge full of spirits in the crib
Mirror, mirror, let me hear why the **** that's the peers see and hear us
Then mimic the fucking motions, man
Keep the circle close, let them **** front in the cul-de-sacs
Friendly with the chosen, the rest is getting the poker hand
Face-drinking smoker, it help me duck when emotion jab
Fame is the culprit who give me drugs without owing cash
[Bridge]
Sipping till I melt, Devil trying me, I'm dodging
Falling victim to myself, middle finger to the help
When it's problems, I don't holler, rather fix 'em on myself
When it's looking like it's quiet for you, this the shit to yell
This the shit, right, yup, keep your chin high up
'Cause when she ain't fucking with you then her friend might
Let you get up inside, yup, let this shit ride, yup
You don't get it rocking like we do on this side, ****
[Outro]
Aye, aye
I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper (Yup)
And lately, I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily, daily
Written by: Thebe Kgositsile
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