[{"id":20957908,"name":"epaR","trackName":"epaR","artistName":"Earl Sweatshirt, Vince Staples","albumName":"EARL","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"All the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back (Yeah, Earl Sweat, uh)\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\nWolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk\nWhile I invest stock in wet rock\nSmoke with all the big bitches, bumpin' \"Bedrock\"\nSub in the trunk, thumpin' up against the dead cops\nAnd pop it like I tossed a match in the engine\nAnd go harder than a fuckin' crack intervention\nClown of the class and the last to attend it\nBig Earl make you fags stand at attention\nOdd Future, I'm your motherfuckin' general\nCatch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go\nGirl, you ain't even gotta ask 'cause you finna know\nWhy this Playboy so sticky in the centerfold\nSticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes\nHit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows\nChronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow\nSo I'm walkin' out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'\n\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\nBlack Ted Bundy, sick as John Gacy\nChillin' with a possible victim, she was eighteen\nA hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store\nShe frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth\nGrade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwin' it\nSlipped a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin\nNext thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet\nShe's kickin' and screamin', beggin' for me to fucking stop it (Ahhhhh!)\nLook, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch\nSo, sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit\nOr else I'll have to tie a pretty bow around your bloody neck\nHide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette\nMop the blood up, put the body in the apartment\nStash it where we hide the marijuana and the condoms\n\"Hey, what's that?\", don't touch it or even fuckin' look\nYou are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book\n\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nI got one in the front and two in the back\nAnd the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\nYo, Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night\nThey thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like\nDamn right, red light, ran right through it\n\"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doin'?\"\n\"Well, maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruisin'\nAnd you wouldn't be sittin', boohooin' 'bout your bruises\nBut no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-With-The-Music\"\nI'm zonin' on Relapse, she's slidin' on Blueprint\nThree seconds it takes for her to turn blue\nWith my hands around her throat, her arms stopped movin'\nPulse stops too, in the back, look confused\nAs I turn to tell 'em both not to do shit stupid\nRed, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit\nSwerved to the shoulder, tell 'em both \"No movin'\nSit down in the back 'cause the windows tinted\"\nAs I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship\n\"Aren't you a little too young to be drivin'?\"\n\"Look, officer, I'm just tryna get home\"\n\"Get out the fuckin' car with your license and registration\"\n\"I ain't gettin' outta shit, and you're startin' to try my patience\"\nDidn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummin' bike\nReached to the glove', grabbed the motherfuckin' huntin' knife\nStabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped\nBack to the fuckin' crib for some tea and crumpets, shit\n\nAll the bad bitches boo when you rap\nI can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\nA dead one in the front, dead cop in the back\nAnd two live bitches screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.86] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[00:05.82] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[00:08.42] I got one in the front and two in the back\n[00:11.38] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[00:14.26] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[00:16.86] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[00:19.69] I got one in the front and two in the back (Yeah, Earl Sweat, uh)\n[00:22.70] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[00:24.97] \n[00:26.58] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk\n[00:29.11] While I invest stock in wet rock\n[00:31.50] Smoke with all the big bitches, bumpin' \"Bedrock\"\n[00:34.18] Sub in the trunk, thumpin' up against the dead cops\n[00:37.02] And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine\n[00:39.74] And go harder than a fuckin' crack intervention\n[00:42.45] Clown of the class and the last to attend it\n[00:45.22] Big Earl make you fags stand at attention\n[00:48.42] Odd Future, I'm your motherfuckin' general\n[00:50.90] Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go\n[00:53.74] Girl, you ain't even gotta ask 'cause you finna know\n[00:56.71] Why this Playboy so sticky in the centerfold\n[00:59.57] Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes\n[01:02.30] Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows\n[01:05.11] Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow\n[01:07.93] So I'm walkin' out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'\n[01:10.38] \n[01:11.29] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[01:13.38] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[01:15.98] I got one in the front and two in the back\n[01:18.90] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[01:21.90] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[01:24.46] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[01:27.42] I got one in the front and two in the back\n[01:30.49] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[01:32.74] \n[01:33.82] Black Ted Bundy, sick as John Gacy\n[01:36.10] Chillin' with a possible victim, she was eighteen\n[01:39.61] A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store\n[01:41.78] She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth\n[01:44.54] Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwin' it\n[01:47.30] Slipped a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin\n[01:50.30] Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet\n[01:53.02] She's kickin' and screamin', beggin' for me to fucking stop it (Ahhhhh!)\n[01:56.27] Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch\n[01:58.94] So, sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit\n[02:01.42] Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow around your bloody neck\n[02:04.30] Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette\n[02:07.51] Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment\n[02:10.09] Stash it where we hide the marijuana and the condoms\n[02:12.91] \"Hey, what's that?\", don't touch it or even fuckin' look\n[02:15.66] You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book\n[02:18.82] \n[02:19.34] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[02:21.43] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[02:24.10] I got one in the front and two in the back\n[02:26.94] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[02:29.79] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[02:32.41] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[02:35.30] I got one in the front and two in the back\n[02:38.10] And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[02:40.30] \n[02:41.14] Yo, Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night\n[02:44.15] They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like\n[02:46.66] Damn right, red light, ran right through it\n[02:49.63] \"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doin'?\"\n[02:52.33] \"Well, maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruisin'\n[02:55.11] And you wouldn't be sittin', boohooin' 'bout your bruises\n[02:57.90] But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-With-The-Music\"\n[03:00.77] I'm zonin' on Relapse, she's slidin' on Blueprint\n[03:03.81] Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue\n[03:06.18] With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped movin'\n[03:09.10] Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused\n[03:12.02] As I turn to tell 'em both not to do shit stupid\n[03:14.90] Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit\n[03:17.86] Swerved to the shoulder, tell 'em both \"No movin'\n[03:20.55] Sit down in the back 'cause the windows tinted\"\n[03:23.22] As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship\n[03:26.10] \"Aren't you a little too young to be drivin'?\"\n[03:29.30] \"Look, officer, I'm just tryna get home\"\n[03:31.74] \"Get out the fuckin' car with your license and registration\"\n[03:34.75] \"I ain't gettin' outta shit, and you're startin' to try my patience\"\n[03:37.54] Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummin' bike\n[03:40.39] Reached to the glove', grabbed the motherfuckin' huntin' knife\n[03:43.34] Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped\n[03:45.98] Back to the fuckin' crib for some tea and crumpets, shit\n[03:48.94] \n[03:49.82] All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n[03:51.42] I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n[03:53.98] A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back\n[03:57.34] And two live bitches screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n[03:59.53] 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fact\n  I got one in the front and two in the back (Yeah, Earl Sweat, uh)\n  And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\n  Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk\n  While I invest stock in wet rock\n  Smoke with all the big bitches, bumpin' \"Bedrock\"\n  Sub in the trunk, thumpin' up against the dead cops\n  And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine\n  And go harder than a fuckin' crack intervention\n  Clown of the class and the last to attend it\n  Big Earl make you fags stand at attention\n  Odd Future, I'm your motherfuckin' general\n  Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go\n  Girl, you ain't even gotta ask 'cause you finna know\n  Why this Playboy so sticky in the centerfold\n  Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes\n  Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows\n  Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow\n  So I'm walkin' out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'\n\n  All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n  I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n  I got one in the front and two in the back\n  And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n  All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n  I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n  I got one in the front and two in the back\n  And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\n  Black Ted Bundy, sick as John Gacy\n  Chillin' with a possible victim, she was eighteen\n  A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store\n  She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth\n  Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwin' it\n  Slipped a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin\n  Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet\n  She's kickin' and screamin', beggin' for me to fucking stop it (Ahhhhh!)\n  Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch\n  So, sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit\n  Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow around your bloody neck\n  Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette\n  Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment\n  Stash it where we hide the marijuana and the condoms\n  \"Hey, what's that?\", don't touch it or even fuckin' look\n  You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book\n\n  All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n  I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n  I got one in the front and two in the back\n  And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n  All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n  I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n  I got one in the front and two in the back\n  And the bitches keep screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n\n  Yo, Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night\n  They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like\n  Damn right, red light, ran right through it\n  \"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doin'?\"\n  \"Well, maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruisin'\n  And you wouldn't be sittin', boohooin' 'bout your bruises\n  But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-With-The-Music\"\n  I'm zonin' on Relapse, she's slidin' on Blueprint\n  Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue\n  With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped movin'\n  Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused\n  As I turn to tell 'em both not to do shit stupid\n  Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit\n  Swerved to the shoulder, tell 'em both \"No movin'\n  Sit down in the back 'cause the windows tinted\"\n  As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship\n  \"Aren't you a little too young to be drivin'?\"\n  \"Look, officer, I'm just tryna get home\"\n  \"Get out the fuckin' car with your license and registration\"\n  \"I ain't gettin' outta shit, and you're startin' to try my patience\"\n  Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummin' bike\n  Reached to the glove', grabbed the motherfuckin' huntin' knife\n  Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped\n  Back to the fuckin' crib for some tea and crumpets, shit\n\n  All the bad bitches boo when you rap\n  I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact\n  A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back\n  And two live bitches screamin' \"Odd Future is back\"\n"}]