E-40, Ice-T - Earl lyrics
[E-40, Ice-T - Earl lyrics]
Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'm from Vallejo, California
Land of the homer
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Over supersize, thump young in a hornya
Watch out for that boy in the hoodie, man
He a monster light a sucker up
Fried buster like Chimichanga
Somebody come scoop his ass, call a coroner
I guess that's the way we bread
Chemical babies mislead
It's spooky out here in the Yay
These goblins will get on your head
These thundacat's management ain't scared
To be deceased
They always cover up they ears
When I'm yelling and hollering out peace!
They going through it, they cranky
Stressed out and tense
They starving, they hungry
They eating soup with chopsticks
Plus, it's a shortage on purple
And it's a drought on them bricks
So he'll go decide to do a kick door
And pull a few licks
Some of them parents on drugs
Some of them never been loved
Some of them want to be thugs
Some of them just need a hug
Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'mma be around for a minute
So get used to it, I was through with it
Before most of you marshmallows knew
Want to do with it
Pushing them zones, serving that drome
Balling like I play hoop with it
Never at home, always be gone
Doing a show on the verse split
Let it be known, I tote my chrome
Refuse to get caught loose with it
Looking down at my shoe with it
I'mma real baboon with it
40 over there slipping, he snoozing
He ain't wake he looking like a plate
He chipped up and draped
You fuck niggas got me fucked up, nigga
I'm a shooter
Think about the consequences, nigga
I got gouda
And niggas with gouda will send a nigga
Fuck a case
Cause niggas with gouda will have
Your whole family erased
But that ain't something I endorse
I only wore it by force
I'm trying to teach the youth to
Be loyal and play sports
Instead of in and out of court
And back and forth to prison
Utilize they skills
And stay up out the system
Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'm from Vallejo, California
The land of the homer
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
E-40 nigga, this ain't no
Motherfucking news to you, man
This nigga been running the motherfucking Yay
Running the motherfucking Bay for years now
Nigga
These niggas don't play, this is Vallejo
California nigga, you heard about it
Iceberg, nigga
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'm from Vallejo, California
Land of the homer
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Over supersize, thump young in a hornya
Watch out for that boy in the hoodie, man
He a monster light a sucker up
Fried buster like Chimichanga
Somebody come scoop his ass, call a coroner
I guess that's the way we bread
Chemical babies mislead
It's spooky out here in the Yay
These goblins will get on your head
These thundacat's management ain't scared
To be deceased
They always cover up they ears
When I'm yelling and hollering out peace!
They going through it, they cranky
Stressed out and tense
They starving, they hungry
They eating soup with chopsticks
Plus, it's a shortage on purple
And it's a drought on them bricks
So he'll go decide to do a kick door
And pull a few licks
Some of them parents on drugs
Some of them never been loved
Some of them want to be thugs
Some of them just need a hug
Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'mma be around for a minute
So get used to it, I was through with it
Before most of you marshmallows knew
Want to do with it
Pushing them zones, serving that drome
Balling like I play hoop with it
Never at home, always be gone
Doing a show on the verse split
Let it be known, I tote my chrome
Refuse to get caught loose with it
Looking down at my shoe with it
I'mma real baboon with it
40 over there slipping, he snoozing
He ain't wake he looking like a plate
He chipped up and draped
You fuck niggas got me fucked up, nigga
I'm a shooter
Think about the consequences, nigga
I got gouda
And niggas with gouda will send a nigga
Fuck a case
Cause niggas with gouda will have
Your whole family erased
But that ain't something I endorse
I only wore it by force
I'm trying to teach the youth to
Be loyal and play sports
Instead of in and out of court
And back and forth to prison
Utilize they skills
And stay up out the system
Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!
I'm from Vallejo, California
The land of the homer
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
Sides lost lives, politics and drama
E-40 nigga, this ain't no
Motherfucking news to you, man
This nigga been running the motherfucking Yay
Running the motherfucking Bay for years now
Nigga
These niggas don't play, this is Vallejo
California nigga, you heard about it
Iceberg, nigga