Earl Sweatshirt — Farm

[Intro] Yeah, nigga Aye, Aye I've been on the, I've been on the- [Verse 1] I've been on the run, that's why I go harder than you go Plus I call 'em like I see 'em, maybe that's why I'm all alone Product of the cold, but let me back up The bitch back arched like a bow, yes sir Leave her eyes, and in between them thighs, wetter I told you that I'm in it for the long stretcher I thought I told you that I'm in it for the long stretch Drunk off of liquor from the long neck bottle Mama told me that her soul been hollow for the longest I told her like I know those problems But you gotta know that wallowing is chosen I scraped my face on the bottom one time Now mama son shine Like the mother fucking blinds when they open Ashes to Ashes, pray death kiss my opponent Had scars on my fist when I rose it Armed with intent to provoke and a motive Not be nutrition for vultures Armor too thick for the poking Think 'fore you 'proach me, bitch [Verse 2] It's 6 in the morning You live 'round the corner It's hard in the city, I'm falling, I'm sickened The piggy's approaching, clicking the cuffs on the poultry Chickens get split and get sold Live or you don’t Do what you do for your family but most, handle yourself Know your daddy got goals Be a man and just focus Get you a plan and you get your shit split like divorce Only throw hands when you stuck in a jam And they force it, we can't afford no more losses When your mind run cut the faucet, cuz 6 in the morning The piggy approaching Your window half open He reach in and choke you The world keep on spinning We fish in the toilet It get difficult not to get hopeless It get difficult, it get difficult