Letra de FORGE - Earl Sweatshirt

For the sake of everybody in the band, act like you got some sense

The heavy measure did 'em in

The message couldn't be missed

The head was on a stick where it belonged

My February never ends, it isn't long

That pinch of salt in your mix threw your biscuits off

I'm on my off-foot again, I pick apart the defense with the triple-cross

Silver hearts, a spliff for your scars

Jog my memory, what isn't ours?

Slivers of God ad infinitum

I gather you didn't hunt at all, we circling like hawks, all them niggas lunch

Took time off, I ain't know niggas still would suck

Permafrost pimpin', protocol ice cold like André Benjamin (Ice cold)

I'm playin', bae, I'm still in love with you, let's get in the tub

Jaws ain't big enough for all

What you bit off, I'll keep the key to your heart for incidentals

Tunnel vision, stuck like barnacles on what's propping the big picture up

Stick along for the ride long enough

We ending up fine for once, finally, fuck

The heavy measure did 'em in

The message couldn't be missed

The head was on a stick where it belonged

My February never ends

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