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New Faces v.2 (ft. Earl Sweatshirt & RetcH)

[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt]

Yeah you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song like a damn rapper. Aww man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, damn[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]

In '09, we were still on the bus, nigga

Before Nak was deluxe, when I didn't have a brush

When it still wasn't hoes tryna fuck with me

Fore I cleaned up a bit like it's company comin'

I ain't know we were on the cusp of the money

Tryna get a few bucks under custody

And my twin brothers was all Sid's brothers

So my kin gully and my skin toughened

Thick lens coverin' my eyes, nah

They bright, nigga, I'm just high now

And if this a different way to clear my mind out

I need to find out, I'm doin' fine now

And I don't look as stupid when I talk now

And everybody at the show look astound

And posted up drowsy

In the cut so much that it's pus 'round me

Catch him in the daytime or dusk hours

Smokin' out the pound, [?]

If your tux's lousy then you can't sit with us, nah

Can't call it harsh livin' when the margin

Between you and all these fuck niggas

Is about as large as it gets

And you workin', givin'arm and a leg

Say he workin' but he just talkin' cause he ain't workin'

Like a long distance, bitch

Who you know that's out that's harder than this?

Chargin' niggas like a Tom Lister win, nigga

Slight frown on the brow on the brim, color brown

Runnin' wild on the route that was picked

When the clouds branch out

I'm out with my face in the shallow, drownin' again[Hook: Mac Miller]

I've been drownin' with this shallow soul

Shallow soul, shallow soul

You are drinkin' from a shallow soul

Shallow soul, shallow soul[Verse 2: Retch]

Drugs got me feelin' like [?] Carpathian

Just look at the state he's in

The most critically acclaimed, slang contortionist

That ain't suckin' corporate dick

Said it with my balls in grip

Other hand got a cork to hit

All this Ralph be the sportsmanship

Walked in and said I needed all the chips

As well as the one on my shoulder

Feel like my heart got pneumonia, blunt laced, covered in odor

Cops still lockin' niggas up for quotas

Brain still numb from the shit in the soda, soft

A generation lost

Facin' a [?], fakin' off

Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought

And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost

You ain't Superman while that cape was off

Just Clark, nigga, spittin' in his high rise

Tryna see the bright side of life

And a nigga just keep comin' back with a Golf picture

It's like hard liquor, and see people are books

So you judge a mothafucka by the first page

And a bitch by the back cover

[?] so the text covered

Real ones, I'm the last brother, when they see me on stage

They said my shit was so insane

It was like Cobain hit his last number[Hook: Mac Miller][Verse 3: Mac Miller]

Isn't he dizzy off the ups and downs.

Got a little wit me, put it in a blunt for now

She was supposed to get me high, why the fuck I wanna die now?

And I'm strung out on this dusty couch

In a big white ugly house, I told the bitch slow down

Stop runnin' your mouth

You holdin' my money, just shut up and count

My right nostril hasn't worked in a week

Plus the plug got work, like he servin' for a sheep

Me, I'm swervin' in the Jeep

Burnin' weed, doin' circles in the street

How I'm playin' my shit'll wake a baby up

I get her faded, but her back in the labia

All my life I've been afraid of powder

All my life I've been afraid of power

Where did all that go?

The long decision always called my phone

Last supper I was fuckin' with the Corleones

I need somethin' stronger than a quarter zone

That can save me from the war unknown

Shoutout to Soulo (SOUL!) and rest in peace Alori Joh

The devil on the other side of the glory hole

Any time, any place, you could bet I'ma eat

Cause my hand on the fork and the fork in the road

Look at all these new faces

I see, I see, I see

They're comin' on the plane but they're leavin' in suitcases

Been a criminal before [?]

Used the put the weed in the sole of my blue Asics

Hate myself up to strangers

But the raps are just way too flagrant, so

Here I go

Throwin' up a prayer, it's a Hail Mary

I've never been religious but I feel like the scripture's got it all there

It's not just gypsies and fairies, this could be my last breath

I'ma take my time, cause I'ma go out the same way I came in

Right by the pussy with nothin' on my mind[Outro: Mac Miller]

You are standing in the shallow soul

You are speaking with the shallow soul

Shallow soul

I've been drowning with this shallow soul

Shallow soul, shallow soul

You are drinking from a shallow soul

Shallow soul, shallow soul

(fades)

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