Chum song by Earl Sweatshirt from Primary Album Doris. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Conscious Hip-Hop, Jazz Rap, Abstract Rap music. The Record company is Columbia Records. Released on November 2, 2012.
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Chum Meaning
[[Chorus] Something sinister to it, pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals, stealth Welcome to enemy turf, harder than immigrants work “Golf” is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche Psyche, psyche [Refrain] Can I get that, oh… let me get that beat in my headphones, louder [Verse 1] It’s probably been 12 years since my father left Left me fatherless And I just used to say I hate him in dishonest jest When honestly, I miss this nigga, like, when I was six And every time I got the chance to say it, I would swallow it Sixteen, I’m hollow, intolerant, skip shots I storm that whole bottle, I’ll show you a role model I’m drunk, pissy, pissing on somebody front lawn Trying to figure out how and when the fuck I missed moderate Momma often was offering peace offerings Think, wheeze, cough, scoffing and he’s off again Searching for a big brother, Tyler was that And plus he liked how I rap, the blunted mice in the trap Too black for the white kids, and too white for the blacks From honor roll to cracking locks up off them bicycle racks I’m indecisive, I’m scatterbrained, and I’m frightened It’s evident in them eyes, where he hiding all them icicles at , [Chorus] Something sinister to it, pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals, stealth Welcome to enemy turf, harder than immigrants work “Golf” is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche Psyche, psyche [Refrain] Can I get that, oh… let me get that beat in my headphones, louder [Verse 2] Uh… time lapse, bars rotten, heart’s bottomless pit Was mobbin’ deep as ’96 Havoc and Prodigy did We were the pottymouth posse, crash the party and dip With all belongings then toss em out to the audience Nothing was fucking awesome Trying to make it from the bottom His sins feeling as hard as Vince Carter’s knee cartilage is Supreme garment and weed gardeners garnishing spliffs With Keef particles and entering apartments with ‘zine article Tolerance for boundaries, I know you happy now Craven and these Complex fuck niggas done track me down Just to be the guys that did it, like, “I like attention” Not the type where niggas trying to get a raise at my expense Supposed to be grateful, right? Like, “Thanks so much,” you made my life harder And the ties between my mom and I are strained and tightened Even more than they were before all of this shit Been back a week and I already feel like calling it quits , [Chorus] Something sinister to it, pendulum swinging slow A degenerate moving through the city with criminals, stealth Welcome to enemy turf, harder than immigrants work “Golf” is stitched into my shirt Get up off the pavement, brush the dirt up off my psyche Psyche, psyche [Outro] Can I get that, oh… let me get that beat in my headphones, louder] |
Commonly asked questions
- Who produced the lyrics for Chum?
This lirics prodiucer by RandomBlackDude & Christian Rich.
- Who wrote the song Chum
Chum song is written by Earl Sweatshirt, Christian Rich & Chad Hugo
- Who is responsible for mixing the lyrics
Chum song lyrics mixing Engineer by Jaycen Joshua
- Who worked on the recording of the song?
Chum lyrics recording Engineer is Julian Prindle
- Who is the mastering engineer for this song?
Chum lyrics song mastering engineer is Dave Kutch