(FREE) EARL SWEATSHIRT X MIKE TYPE BEAT - “OUT OF SIGHT”

[@brightstarthehill]

Sick beat man ,🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[@zachariah7114]

Outta sight, outta mind But you’re still on mine Long as I’m not outta time Out to ride till the wheels fall off You probably think I’m wiling But I’m yet to still really pop off Feelings get dropped off I ain’t got time to deal with them Healing? Bring the bong back Nough cognac to yak

[@millagramnavy]

El Camino bodied this sample

[@obscureteevee]

asking god to get in touch with my soul it’s a lonely road where sparks fly and Benjamin’s fold where hearts of gold lay in murky waters and come out cold where you feel it and seal your fate that’s already been sold to the devil, on the lower level it’s equally mental as a mortal petal on a blooming flower he’s just as gentle sentimental channel it inwards direct it to central imma give you a moment to get in touch with your temple then time slowed, witnessing life explode through a microscope then I awoke humbled a speckle in the valley of smoke once a ghost soaked in cloaks diverting meaning to float devoting hope to evil beings being led down these slopes of reactionary echos we’ll react to the woke your will revoked since birth blindfolded choked and told to cope don’t tremble go feral til it’s fatal the decomposed envelop the jungle holding animals that’s as free as one’s told the crows looked at the cattle selling their beings in travesty they flew knowing one day we’d fly too but it’s controversy redirecting ourselves to distractions such a tragedy long millennia of chances taken it just had to be me