[Verse 1]
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Ma said "Wake up son, good morning"
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I rolled outta bed, greeted mama with a yawn then
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Paused to scratch an itch and went, down to the kitchen
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Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon, glass of OJ Simpson
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Just as I was about to dig in
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A thought jumped in my head, school was to be attended, shit
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I payed my thoughts no attention
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Cause I wasn't tryna kick it with this bitch that just ended it with me
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But mama wasn't havin it, so I grabbed my bag
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And split out the door and saw the whore that I'd rather kick
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It seems kinda brash but it's the hash, I mean the harsh truth
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She runs shit, she's the jock, I'm the horseshoe
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She's gorgeous, when niggas see it jaws hit the floor so
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When she left, it didn't break my heart it broke my torso
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Making my eyes ache, stalking her MySpace
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Posted a new pic, I mean it when I say, that I fucking hate you, but
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[Verse 2]
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Maybe if you looked in this direction
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I'd pick my heart up off the floor and put it in my chest then
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Feel the fucking life, rushing through my body
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But you got a guy, it's not me, so my wrist is looking sloppy
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Come on, let's cut the bull like a matador
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You light me up like lamps a chance is all I'm really asking for
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Give me one, I promise I'll be back for more
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Most wanna tap and score, I want a fam of four
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Not like a family of four, just like.. fuck it
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You'll never listen to this shit anyways, fuck you, bitch
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[Verse 3]
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She said "You rushing, you rabid son of a Labrador"
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But I'm attracted to you like teenyboppers to Apple stores
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The basement light is darkened and the switchblade is sharpened
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Her name on my arm and her face on a two percent carton
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See her face while you're fixing your breakfast
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And know she's in my basement, objecting to sex with
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Me murder spree, surges on with the next bitch
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Tombstones read RIP cause it's pieces they rest in
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Luper
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| Earl Sweatshirt |
