Hip-Hop/Rap
Molasses (feat. RZA)
by Earl Sweatshirt
Release Date:
2013-08-12
Lyrics
Take two
Worked harder than a bitch
Operating the tight shift, God steering the ship
The wheel in a vise grip, slave to the vices
Stay sipping, I don't got all day to play with you, the fake shit don't surprise me
Things changed, so a nigga stayed improvising
Risk takers, look at all the places that it got me
Save it, no thanks, you can't make me no promise
We went our own ways, I still think of you highly
Give my baby my daddy last name and his likeness
Taking the signs in, face in the fire
Change of surroundings, kings of the county, angels around me
Sailed in on lightning
Prepare for the fight, go to church if you scared or you frightened
Worked harder than a bitch
Operating the tight shift, God steering the ship
My wheel in a vise grip, scaling and climbing
They pale in comparison and sloppy
I pray they know better than to try me
I stay with the veteran advisors
I paid every time I wasn't righteous
I'm checking all the boxes
I made every effort then I laced up my crepes and kept it rocking
I can't see no other option
Whole rank, tank engine on the 110 Southbound growling
You love stank bitches, that's your ****ing problem
Sergeant at marathons standing on the couches singing loud
Lining silver on a nimbus cloud, I get it now
More power to you, but it's no flowers in your vase
(Over and over again, until)
No amount of sugar gon' help with the taste
(It stays open)
At the end of the day it's really just you and whatever you thinkin'
I'm air mailing you strength
So there you have it
