Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog, Wolf Gang we ain't barking, nah. Try talkin' on a blog with your fuckin' arms cut off. — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got nuts to bust and butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fuckin'… — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
Trying to make it from the bottom. His sins Feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is. — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
That sums up why it's crazy to meet Paul McCartney because he's the type of n - - that needs that. — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
Hungry wolves at the door, bitch, let us in. Kill 'em all, O.F. is what I represent. — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
I'm blessed to have a platform that allows me to speak to many at once. I recognize that I can make consciousness a tangible… — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
At first, I was just trying to sound like DOOM and Eminem, and then I dug out my own voice, I guess. — Earl Sweatshirt Copy Share Image
