Rebellious Shit Songtext

[Verse: Earl Sweatshirt]
I'm talkin' 'bout a revolution, I am Sly, Kid Ruthless
The booth's no spoof it, I spit it like I'm toothless
Food for the youth, while you niggas just fruit
And lies become truth, I drop shit like pollution
Stop fools quick, no problem, no solution
Your crew could sleep in the freezer, and still wouldn't be cool kids
Cruisin' in the music with the attitude of two kids
Hammerin' these babbling niggers, respect my two cents
I can give two shits, let alone a dollar
My flows make bros go "whoa! " Hoes say "holla, " whack niggas say "Nada"
The best, I'm a synonym, still my pocket slim like the Olsen twins and 'em
Mr. Quick To Dis 'Em, is dismissing 'em quick in my sentences
Oliver Twist like Charles Dickens' death
Wishing competition, but listen the plot thickens
I'm a stand up nigga, well hell, I'm not sittin'

[Outro:]
Never fly, never fail like, feel me like braille, right?
Tip top, zip-lock flow, bitches air tight Yeah right, try and unzip it
Nigga poutin' cause he gotta his bitch stole by big lips