Letra de Mancala - Earl Sweatshirt & The Alchemist

(Feat. The Alchemist, Vince Staples)

Uh, I recollect all the pain I had to author, fresh

Wading out in the waves, foot on a colonizer neck like a collar, curtailed

I'm tryna follow the trail

Cut off the coattails they hangin' on to, I plo—

I plot on how to prevail and drop gems like Mancala

When I'm put on the spot I don't bail

My mama always be there

Taught me to dig

Found the flaws of my father, went and lost him appeal

I know it's long and uphill, I started joggin' on 'em

No Santiago, I was already wind

And water

Different novel, thicker lines of defense

The follow-through was all in the wrist

We took it farther

I caught him stallin' again, I'm feelin' froggy, we might

Just have to hop him in and hop in the whip

Prolly

I figured I'd be remiss to try and go at least without a blick 'round me (Yeah)

Speak to Vince 'bout it (Yeah, yeah)

How many lives you take? How much time you facin'?

How many times you draw your gun?

Sometimes my mind draw blanks

How many nights you pray? Still tryna find my faith

Hostile gospel, then pen'll cost you, you try to talk through

Interrogation, no registration, the license sliding

Feel the vibration, got somethin' to shake the pavement

Got a SKS for five hundred dollars, I love my partner, buddy Chris Bosh

Cuz can't shoot when it hits hard can when the shit's dark

Who gon' take it far enough to hit the fan?

I done stacked so many rounds feel like the Michelin man

Tired but I stuck around, they stabbed us in the hands

So what's my back to them? I had to stradle fence

Smackin' shit, got my mama readin', askin' shit

Fightin' on my life, can't pray at night because the calluses

Skippin' school to shoot it through his cap, he still a graduate

Slidin' like an abacus, promise, it's some math to this

He's been good (Mmm, been a father for me)

He's been good (Been good)

He's been good to me

Honestly, my nigga

Don't even trip on, like, whether you gon' do a good job or a bad job

Or other– all that other shit, man

You just gotta– you just gotta be there, man

You just gotta pull up (Yeah)

You just gotta–

Just be present, bro, like fuck life

Oh man, am I– am I gonna fuck up for the rest– so what?

You just gotta be there

You gon' fuck up if you not

(Yup, so let me get, uh– chicken sandwich)

A'ight

Uh, can I get a, um– chicken sandwich?

And a, uh, a carne asada burrito?

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