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metaphaurus raps - fine (earl sweatshirt - faucet remix) lyrics

if you don’t wanna find yourself, you gotta pay a fine of self
is you lookin for a finer self or what the fine could sell?

my fright of h-ll ain’t as strong as fright of
self
findin wealth and die in health id rather die in h-ll
define your wealth
surprise from elves?
blind eyein l’s?
pr-nounce your name beside an el?
spread your arms and roarin like you michael phelps?
the pride just dwells inside the self beside a well and cries for help
swallow it, but if you don’t excrete inside it melds
the childish self don’t die with eld. you whine n yell or wine n yelp?
pride can help
if you tryna dwell
inside your domicile provided by a comfy mind and cell
refine your self
refine your cell
will you chime your knell or
live by a bell? -ring

-bell noise

if you don’t want refinin self you gotta pay a fine of self

your homie c-cky posting all these photo copies
only copies phony posses posting all these photo copies
your chromes in watches
your posts is topless
your frozen noshes
who the f-ck is postin honest?
posting all this
phony garbage
at least my sh-t is honest garbage
showin off turns me off days i’m off, my phone is off
self consciousness, unconfidence you hide behind your photo wall
your goal is envy
but i only pity
your posts are empty
but at least your posts are trending
light for all you tunnel vision monkeys is what phones are screening
so quick to bow your heads when your phones is ringing

-phone ringing

if you don’t wanna fight the cell you gotta pay a fine of self

jackin up the price of my soul before i’m jackin up the life of my soul
pastor’s son don’t like being told so p-ss that sh-t to the right, don’t you know?
be me or be like you, i like you, but f-ck that
i bust raps and cut cl-ss so f-ck math you f-ck nads want none of that
cause dad was cussed at and shunned at, i hugged dad the love had they run that i’ll always be above that
when sh-t the fan is you still a fan?-possible kendrick sample
kilograms he shouldered it
sinful dad was written as a christian dad they hold to it. their holy clique? i’m over it. no bones to pick. can tell what their motives is by moduses. their souls are filth

these hopeful christians
that rewrote the message
made their own religion
shun if you ain’t rollin wit em
they hope for riches
unaware bout those within em
thankful they got bros that’s wit em
all them sheep in wolves fittins

i’d rather be the black sheep til i’m covered up from head to toe in them black sheets (x2)

- metaphaurus raps lyrics

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