California Games (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

[00:01.74] Yeah
[00:02.78] What makes mice out of many a man
[00:04.96] I don't think strikes is bottomless
[00:06.44] Promises have been the quarter that
[00:08.43] Broke the pattern and I noticed I'm always on edge
[00:10.79] The homies was saying don't even spazz
[00:12.95] The ceiling is glass, we already cracked it
[00:14.95] Give it a stamp, reseal up the package
[00:18.07] We shipping it back, it wasn't too shabby
[00:20.72] But was it your best?
[00:22.52] No stress, I'm not even asking
[00:25.01] OT like Barnum and Bailey's
[00:27.14] Nothing changed much, hounding bag
[00:29.16] Home team in the Cressida tan, treat that boy like the jester he is
[00:33.42] English on it, perfected the spin
[00:35.43] I watch most of the message get missed
[00:37.64] Pressure on me, can't prep or pretend
[00:39.82] Pardon my absence, peer into the past
[00:42.67] My ass got whooped like one of the Jackson's Warrior path
[00:46.42] The Man in the Mirror with action
[00:48.63] I don't need to ask
[00:50.33] I ain't in the trap, the rats in the precinct singing like Toni Braxton
[00:54.58] I don't need to stab, but I keep one handy
[00:57.05] Only the family
[00:59.89] Clandestine handgun, view to a kill
[01:02.04] Sub-star confession
[01:03.50] Where ocean kiss canyon
[01:05.18] Every knee had kneeled through where I'm standing
[01:07.49] Gutted, built to spill, wild without abandon
[01:10.68] I don't pocket-watch or dig my hands in
[01:13.00] Swiss Movement engraved with Sanskrit
[01:15.03] Genie in the bottle, dirty dancing rancid
[01:18.07] Take off my pants one leg at a time too
[01:20.36] Done scrambling, make your move
[01:22.17] Talk slanted
[01:23.51] Maybe two or three more for weak niggas you ran with
[01:26.54] Stranded
[01:27.42] I smoke on your confusion, cold lamping
[01:29.97] 48 hours on the rental, six hours on the plane
[01:32.62] California games in the bag and '68 in the shade
[01:35.35] I could go mad and take something for the pain
[01:37.79] I only came back to tell you about those flames, boy
[01:40.73] (Only came back to tell you about them-)
[01:42.90] Wire frames and tape across broken nose
[01:44.86] Wiretap in broken home
[01:46.37] Fire happens, fire grows, fire burns, fire knows
[01:49.22] Throats slit, this business pimps and hos
[01:51.58] The settlers kill 'em slow if not softly
[01:53.67] The eggs and parsley a cup of coffee
[01:55.99] Coughing, "Get these motherfuckers up off me, Lord"
[01:59.11] It was always fourth down, splitting center
[02:01.20] Sickness and the symptom
[02:02.62] Sixth sense, stars pointed at people, not conditions
[02:05.50] Fingers twist up
[02:06.77] If you could just make it through the winter twice bitten
[02:09.12] Hers was sweet, mine's more bitter
[02:11.03] Worth the wait, darkness always was
[02:13.26] In this life I had to be creative
[02:15.10] With sour malice, my daughter's power ballads ring 'cross barren fields
[02:19.42] Strung with the devil's rope
[02:20.95] Gave the dead hope
[02:22.10] The living weep, peeping in the telescope
[02:24.45] Light leak in the photo
[02:25.73] God's feet on they throat
[02:43.08] You really went up backwards up the escalator, man
[02:45.81] Chill man, I don't want you to harp on this shit
[02:48.53] I was pushing it, man, like what we used to be able to do
[02:53.02] And I missed that! I miss that I can't just go play ball and do whatever, I miss it, man!
[02:59.33] Let's not... c'mon man, playing ball and going the wrong way-
[03:03.01] It's the same ath-, it's the same as a pickup game!
[03:05.25] Trying to go up a down escalator is a different story, man
[03:08.38] It's like a pickup game
[03:09.30] It isn't a pickup game
[03:10.19] Yes it is
[03:10.69] A pickup game is for fun
[03:12.36] I felt young!
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