Earl Sweatshirt – Fire In The Hole (Audio, Lyrics)

Listen to the Black Noi$e-produced new “Fire In The Hole” piece of music by Earl Sweatshirt. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Earl Sweatshirt Fire In The Hole

Over the past few months, Earl Sweatshirt has emerged from the shadows to build up the anticipation for a new project. Though typically lowkey, the Los Angeles native release of singles like “2010” and “Tabula Rasa” ft. Armand Hammer signaled that a new album was in a pipeline.

Just two weeks into the new year, Earl Sweatshirt slid through with the release of his fourth studio album, SICK! The 10-song album boasts production from The Alchemist and Ancestors but it’s Black Noi$e who handled the majority of the project, including the album closer, “Fire In The Hole.” Pretty electric guitars slide through the subtly muffled jazz percussion while Earl Sweatshirt’s stream-of-conscious flow reflects on his own resilience through the trials and tribulations he’s faced over the past few years.

Earl Sweatshirt – Fire In The Hole (prod. Black Noi$e

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Blood seepin’)
Blood, blood, blood, blood

[Chorus]
Seeping into the mulch, I needed a quick result
I read it and don’t respond
She see it and salt sprinkle
I needed another go
I’m seeing her when I want

[Verse]
Fire leaping out the hole
Deep breathing only make it grow
Ain’t wanna leave the clutch (Clutch)
Far be it for me to plead with y’all
Hit, leanin’ into the crutch
Speedin’ through the lulls
Take heed, we took an oath to the sword
The shield took a couple chinks but it never broke
I know what he mean, how I play it based on what I’m shown
Consolidate the cream, then I’m headed home
She ain’t shine like fourteen karat gold, rewiring
Patchin’ holes
It’s no rewinding, for the umpteenth time, it’s only forward
Peace to AKAI SOLO, the soldier
I couldn’t toast a drink to demise, I heard the clink
Life could change in the blink of an eye, I’m wrinklin’ time
I’ma leave it to y’all to get hoodwinked and surprised
Threw on some Bootsy, I rather be with you when I’m high
I went ahead and mixed some Beetle Juice with the wine
Skin contact, peeling her eyes, squeeze down
It’s been a minute since I blew up your line
I leave town fast
Out the dungeon like Outkast
Funnels with the loud pack
Hunter’s boots crunchin’ through the brown grass

[Chorus]
Blood
Blood seeping into the mulch, I needed a quick result
I read it and don’t respond
She see it and sprinkle salt
I needed another go
I’m seeing her when I want
Uh
Uh
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