1.Goblin
You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone
You don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is me, someone to talk to
Uh, it's been a while since our last session
So, tell me what's been going on
I'm not a f＊cking role model (I know this)
I'm a 19 year old f＊cking emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's bumping all of my shit
These mothaf＊ckas think I'm supposed to live up to something？
Shit
I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy cause I tell b＊tches I'm Wood Harris (As
you should)
From Philly to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares
At skateparks and airports all in the year, it's weird
Yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindf＊cked
Now competition missing like that n＊gga my mom f＊cked
He still hasn't called me yet (That's not your fault)
But that's a whole f＊cking different argument, shit I got over
it
And the couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy
A couple hot pockets and grandmom could stop cooking
Them nasty ass collard greens, pressures on me like this top hat
Bastard intro, how the f＊ck I'm gonna top that？
Okay, you guys called me
I'm not a f＊cking rapist or serial killer, I lied
Made a couple thou' and I just don't know what to buy yet
The 'Preme shit is free and I don't drink so f＊ck a wine set
N＊gga f＊ck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
F＊cked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh that's a triple three six, isn't he a devil worshiper？
Cause I'm too f＊cking ignorant to do some research？
I'm the star of the group (Yeah)
So no one else gets the respect that they deserve cause of you
(Bastard was good though) What you think I record it for？
To have a bunch a critics to call my shit a bunch of horrorcore？
Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious
Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends the way I really f＊cking
feel
Of course they only listen to lyrics about me pissin' off
In the tombs of Lara Croft, I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick, I need a pissing waiver
Let me bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor
I ain't even skate anymore, I'm too f＊cking busy
People excited thinking shit is so tight
Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like
What the f＊ck you want me to do？ Start to gobble his mic？
And start Jackson him off until his cock's blasting off？
F＊ck that, these n＊ggas ain't f＊cking with me
Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech of the nique
And all this underground bullshit that's never gon' peak
On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week
I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop
That's bull of the sheet but they want to critique
Everything that we, Wolf Gang, has ever released
But they don't get it, cause it's not made for them
The n＊gga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him
But they do not have the mindset, that same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him
2.Yonkers
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not
Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar
Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars
Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks
Bedrock, harder than a muthafuckin' Flintstone
Makin' crack rocks outta pissy nigga fishbone
This nigga Jasper tryna get grown
About five-seven of his bitches in my bedroom
Swallow the cinnamon, I'mma scribble this sin and shit
While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with
men
Syd, shut the fuck up
Here's the number to my therapist
Tell him all your problems, he's fuckin' awesome with listenin'
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses
I told him to quit bitchin', this isn't a fuckin' hotline
For a fuckin' shrink, sheesh I already got mine
And he's not fuckin' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time
I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
This ain't no V Tech shit or Columbine
But after bowlin', I went home to some damn Adventure Time
(What'd you do？) I slipped myself some pink Xanies
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
My mom's gone, that fuckin' broad will never understand me
I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin
(What you think of Hayley Williams？)
fuck her, Wolf Haley robbin' 'em
I'll crash that fuckin' airplane at that faggot nigga B.o.B is
in
And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus
And won't stop until the cops come in
I'm an over achiever, so how 'bout I start a team of leaders
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver
Green paper, gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers
All I want, fuck money, diamonds and bitches, don't need 'em
But where the fat ones at, I got somethin' to feed 'em
In some cookin' books the black kids never wanted to read 'em
Snap back, green ch-ch-chia fuckin' leaves
It's been a couple months, and Tina still ain't permed her
fuckin' weave, damn
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
They say success is the best revenge
So I beat DeShay up with a stack of magazines I'm in
Oh not again another critic writing report
I'm stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a Pitchfork
Still suicidal, I am
I'm Wolf, Tyler put this fucking knife in my hand
I'm Wolf, Ace put that fuckin hole in my head
And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a cock in your bitch
WHAT THE FUCK MAN
Fuck the fame and all the hype G
I just want to know if my father would ever like me
But I don't give a fuck so he's probably just like me
A mother fucking goblin
FUCK EVERYTHING MAN
That's what my conscience said
Then it bunny-hopped off my shoulder now my conscience dead
Now the only guidance I had is splattered on cement
Actions speak louder than words let me try this shit
3.Radicals
Random disclaimer
Hey, don't do anything that I say in this song, okay？ It's
fuckin' fiction
If anything happens, don't fuckin' blame me, white America, fuck
Bill O'Reilly
4, 3, 2, 1
What the fuck I look like, saying I'm sorry
To a bunch of fucking fags that can't potentially harm me？
I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations
By the way, I got sixty fucking Wolves that'll guard me
That skate hard, Thrash black hoodies, try something
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a Glad bag
Fuck all your opinions, I'm tyin' 'em with a shoestring
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
Kill people, burn shit, fuck school
I'm fuckin' radical, nigga
I'm motherfuckin' radical
Left, right, left, right
Odd Future Wolf Gang, came together cause, we ain't have nobody
else
And you？ You might just be one of us. Are you？
Fuck cops, I'm a fucking rock star
Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard
Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards
Fuck school, I'm a fuck up？ Fuck Harvard
I ain't got no fucking money (hey mom)
I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit
Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me
anything
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
They want us to go to they schools and be fucking miserable at
they fucking college, studying that bullshit, fuck that
Do what the fuck makes you happy, cause at the end, who's there？
You
You hear that, nigga？ That's cult shit right there, nigga
Wolf Gang! Fuck everybody else nigga!
Stand for something, get money nigga!
Wolf Gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep
Fuck women, nigga. Odd Future, nigga. Stand the fuck up!
I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes
What I'm trying to tell you is, do what the fuck you want
Stand for what the fuck you believe in, and don't let nobody
tell you can't do what the fuck you want
I'm a fucking unicorn, and fuck anybody who say I'm not. Wolf
Gang
Fuck your traditions, fuck your positions
Fuck your religion, fuck your decisions
See, they're not mine, so you gotta let 'em go
See, we can be ourselves, but you gotta let us know
You gotta let 'em go
You gotta let these shits go, man
It's not making sense to you right now but
All these little dreams you got, they're not shit
All this rebellion, all this crazy shit you got, saying this
shit
Getting too old for this shit, man, you gotta grow out of it
Growing up, your dreams are getting bigger
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get
caught
I'm just being real (nigga, fuck you)
I'm just trying to help you man, trust me
(Look, I mature day after day nigga
You don't know shit, you're a fucking therapist)
Whatever
4.She
Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets)
On my waist, there's a black Glock (black Glock)
New girl moved on the block (on the block)
She been plottin' on my brown cock (brown cock)
Last night I slept over hers (over hers)
During sex, I overheard (I overheard)
A sword sliced the air, I pulled out the na-na
Rolled off the bed then shot back, pa-pa
Blood on the sheets probably spillin' from my gash
Looked out the glass, seen you sprintin' on the grass
A real ninja with the blade and the mask
Got them gold ninja stars and red Supreme nunchuks
Now she tryna patch me up, but
Girl, I was just tryna get a nutbust
If that's your ex, you should probably own a pistol
But I'm guessin' it's wiser to exit with dude
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Think about it, fresh out the shower
You touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in your bed
But check your window, he's at your window
The night light hits off, turnin' kisses to bites
I'm a down to earth nigga with intentions that's right
You'll be down in earth quicker if you diss me tonight
But I'll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight
We can chill and I can act like I don't wanna fuck
You can tell me all your problems like I really give one
But I give two for us cause you're the one that I want
Don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that sips on the punk pussy
See when I'm with my friends I just put on a front
But in the back of my top I'm writing songs about we
We as including I and yourself, making three
Little ones (？) pretty hard if you ask me
You're a pretty broad in the top three
Of things that I've been waiting to come, so
Meet me by the lake around 10 and skinny dippin' and then
We can begin the pretend game, I wanna be Finn from Adventure in
Time
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Think about it, fresh out the shower
You touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in your bed
But check your window, he's at your window
One, two, you're the girl that I want
Three, four, five, six, seven, shit
Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous
Gorgeous, baby you're gorgeous
I just wanna drag you're lifeless body to the forest
And fornicate with it but that's because I'm in love with
You... cunt
I just wanna talk, and conversate
Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place
I just wanna talk, and conversate
Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place... cunt
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Think about it, fresh out the shower
You touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in your bed
But check your window, he's at your window
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Think about it, fresh out the shower
You touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in your bed
But check your window
One, two, you're the girl that I want
Three, four, five, six, seven, shit
Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous
Gorgeous
5.Transylvania
Left Brain, Wolf Haley
Golf Wang, Free Earl, uh
Goddamn I love women
Daydream about penis being in 'em
Meet them with a big grin with a Mac-10
Rope, katana, and then I skin 'em
All beige suit made out of white women
With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon
With the red sweater jeans made out of blue denim
They can catch me in the spot where the sun don't shine
B＊tch don't mind me, shake your hiney
The only motherf＊cking Wolf here, I spit venom
You're a bad b＊tch with a real good kitten
And I got the appetite of them fat black women
Wolf Gang in this b＊tch with a bunch of rats with 'em
Lookin' like the holocaust with Supreme hats with 'em
I am tryna get Ms. Piggy by the motherf＊cking hairs of her
chinny chin chin
Umm, what's that？ The cock of a black dude
Mad cause his daughter got the swag of a vacuum (Aww, f＊ck it)
I'll take her to the back room, dungeon, fighting and punching
And now the slut is under the f＊cking assumption
That I will be f＊cking and munching her muffin
Cum will be bleeding but that's not from the time signature of
the month, umm
6.Nightmare
So, you tell me that everything just isn't going well
Well, first off
My only problem is death
F＊ck heaven, I ain't showing no religion respect
Brain damage, therapy's the only thing I regret
Talking to me is like a f＊cking body missing her neck
But, I'm surprised I ain't pop off my top off
Life is a b＊tch and my cock's soft, the Glock's cocked
My hands trembled, my finger's slipped, the wall's red
Her life is f＊cked, she sad now, her son is dead
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams, that's how death seems
When I was younger, I would smile a lot
I'm getting older, getting bolder but a wiser top
Now I'm drunk driving, lap's full of the Budweiser tops
Life is a movie and you're just a prop
They begged me to stop but I listen like death drones
Love？ I don't get none, that's why I'm so hostile to the kids
that get some
My father called me to tell me he loved me
I'd have a better chance of getting Taylor Swift to f＊ck me
Annoying and I'm ugly, most n＊ggas wanna punch me
I'm surprised the f＊cking doctor even touched me
Feel like Humpty, you hoping that I'll fall？ F＊ck y'all
I'm Ace, I'm parentless, I'm kinda arrogant
Ignorant as f＊ck, defend people for the hell of it
Because I am the devil, f＊cker get on my level
Doughnuts and keys and kick-flips, Supremes and markers
My life is Ms. Mo Unique Parker, but a little darker, I'll see
you in a couple
Tyler, here's some water man
You seem a little tense... how is Thebe？
7.Tron Cat
Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, the demons say they
preferring us
Books on not giving a f＊ck, is what they referring us
Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderous
And young enough to get the f＊cking priest to come and flirt
with us
You n＊ggas rap about f＊cking b＊tches and getting head
Instead I rap about f＊cking b＊tches and getting heads
While you n＊ggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead
Bodies, making red look less of a color more of a hobby
I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist
I f＊ck b＊tches with no permission and tend to hate shit
And brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter
Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her
chatterbox
Atta boy, Odd Future you're not in our category
Torture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a
whore
That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours
(Umbrella) I hate this, screaming f＊ck patience
Got a n＊gga shaking like the calmest f＊cking Haitian
After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went
I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick
I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose
Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead goose
She running around this motherf＊cking dungeon, her legs loose
Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops
Victim, victim, honey you're my fifth one
Honey on that topping when I stuff you in my system
Rape a pregnant b＊tch and tell my friends I had a threesome
You got a f＊cking death wish, I'm a genie it'll get done
Nice to meet you but it's more pleasant to eat you
With a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup
B＊tch I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of
leeches
Rubber more than the f＊cking bottom of a sneaker
8.Her
Oh I don't need the metronome bro
(It's this girl)
She lives next door, to the store that I loiter at
We talk every night, she cry to me about her guy
And if we text I get pissed when I get no reply
I know that she's the key to love
She is who I'm thinking of when I am beating Richard up
To mental images her face look
The closest that I got is when I'm poking her on Facebook
Video chats are so exciting
Cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
I'm getting gassed up, I think she's liking me
She's gullible and I just wanna take it like a pirate
I see her in class
Not really two doors down but in anytime that I pass
To take a piss in a stall, I picture us in the hall
Locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick
My left hand on her tits, oh my shit's getting hard
From thoughts of dating this b＊tch
Her name is my passwords, f＊ck
All my n＊ggas got they b＊tches and stuff
But all the b＊tches they f＊ck, are known as b＊tches and sluts
But she special, I know to y'all I come off as rough
But I'm the nicest to her, and I just want to concur
A relation, I want the cheesy dates at the movies
And stupid walks on the beach, and sharing straws in a cup
I never had that, so when we holding hands walking home
9.Sandwitches
N＊gga had the f＊ckin' nerve to call me immature
F＊ck you think I made Odd Future for？
To wearin' f＊ckin' suits and make good decisions？
F＊ck that n＊gga, Wolf Gang
Who the f＊ck invited Mr. I Don't Give a F＊ck
Who cries about his daddy in a blog because his music sucks？ (I
did!)
Well, you f＊ckin' up, and truthfully I had enough
And f＊ck Rolling Papers, I'm a rebel, b＊tch, I'm ashin' blunts
(Sorry)
Full of shit, like I ate that John
Come on kids, f＊ck that class and hit that bong
Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom
With nice homes, 41k's, and nice ass lawns
Those privileged f＊cks gotta learn that we ain't takin' no shit
Like Ellen Degeneres clitoris is playin' with dick
I'm jealous as shit, cause I ain't got no home meal to come to
So, if you do I'm throwin' fingers out screamin' 'f＊ck you'
I got ten of these Kennedy's
Not Dom, but if I was a Dahm, I would be Jeffery
'preme hat the color of a leprechaun with leprosy
I'm f＊ckin' 'bout it, 'bout it, like I'm Master P in '96
It's f＊ckin' immaculate, they way your daughter smackin' dicks
Surprised she hasn't taked the nasty d＊ck inside her alley you
The Golf Wang hooligans, is f＊ckin' up the school again
And showin' you and yours that breakin' rules is f＊ckin' cool
again
I'm goin' harder than a midget jumpin' over me
Chronic youth, I'm shovin' blunt wraps in b＊tches ovaries
Punches to the stomach where that bastard kid supposed to be
F＊ck a mask, I want that ho to know it's me, ugh
Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, it's the Wolf Gang
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
It's the Wolf Gang, Wolf Gang
Wolf Gang, triple six crew
It's the Wolf Gang, Golf Wang
Wolf Gang kill them
10.Fish
Slip it in her drink and in the blink
Of an eye I can make a white girl look chink
Don't know what to think, cause last time
I attempted this shit the judge ordered me to see a shrink
Started with a link, intended her to meet me
At the local Odd Future Wolf Gang skatin' rink
We be uniquely in sync, already f＊ckin' and we only met last
week
We're both young, not yet antique
So her mindset was workin' for my technique
Tell her that I love her and by next week
You can hear her shriek from the gashes in her cheeks
Well, I'm not a freak, I am meekly a creep that
Neighbors by the creek say that my house stinks
It reeks of a street girl, streaks of red, even though all pussy
is pink
Oblivion makes obvious seats
Which makes meats for my obvious feasts
We get caught up, go splat, and we think
Now I get daughters and time in the clink
Got my d＊ck harder than iron and zinc
Now they just rot up, arms caught in the sink
Where they get cut up, too fit, my physique
Critique my chic in this brand new mink, go
B＊tches runnin' round down pussy take a trip
Make you strip, got my d＊ck harder than the unzipped
Tyler swiftly slips his d＊ck inside of Taylor Swift's slit
Round trip in that pussy, here comes a ticket
Film clips poppin' on that cannon, bustin' odd mind cannons
On the pill, is he real？ Gaza strippin'
In my livin' room, Wolf Gang full moon
I'm assumin' mushrooms, I'm a necrolampoon
Not of Charles Mansoon, this f＊ck is endin' soon, because I'm
ejaculatin'
Now I'd like to take this time of day to thank the Mother Earth
Letting the sun shine down on the lake while I fish the waters
Ooh, hide your daughters, hide your sisters, hell hide grandmama
too
Cause the fisherman's raping everybody in the pool, he on the
loose, yeah
Gotta wash you down, all this gold is f＊ckin' bathing
Wait 'til you see semen's swimming, baby please not pass on all
these great wolves
The body's never cold (？) once upon a time came home with me
Then the next chapter left her upon my teeth
Fill your gills with goo, going deeper than Pacific Ocean
This specific motion makes this hammerhead puke
Gotta wear a wetsuit, can't get seasick
I love when you wear fishnets, you want me to eat you
You're f＊cking wet, fish
11.Analog
I can grab the fireworks, the soda, all the cookies we can eat
Make you nauseous but be cautious, this is not Dawson's Creek
We could sneak away, f＊ck it, you could bring an eighth
I'm not gon' smoke but I'm just asking baby сould you meet me by
the lake？
Said bring a towel, well baby meet me by the lake
Bathing suit is going down, shit just meet me by the lake
We could count the shooting stars, well could you meet me by the
lake？
Summer never has to end with me
I'm give it to her, she wants that summer time
I'm give it like no other cause she knows I'm hers
Damn right she's mine, we both know it
So when we separate everything fine, her phone ringin' in her
purse
Damn right it's me, I'm her n＊gga, n＊gga
Comformizing summer time I'm where's that drink, n＊gga
Catch us where the beach at, she wanna go shopping
Sun down after club cause she like to get it popping
Sangria on my feet mom, cause she likes to get it popping
No ecstasy for her but she wanna get it popping
Drop topping, I measure her pleasure
Then drop in when she get out of place I quantinize
She is my concubine, I am her porcupine
I poke her face her throat for taste, give me head like I'm on
her mind
I know her analyzation so when she try to fake it
Summer time in the boat of love, meet me by the lake
12.Bitch Suck Dick
Awww shit (swag)
Three icy ass n＊ggas from Odd Future doin' some crazy shit
(b＊tch)
By the way, we do punch b＊tches
I'm swagging b＊tch, I'm iced out
Oh you mad b＊tch cause I'm laying on the couch
Smoke a blunt, f＊ck a b＊tch, in the butt, I'm bossing
Don't give a f＊ck, I'm never rolling Slauson
I'm fly b＊tch, I should poke you in your eyelid
Got the burner b＊tch, bow-bow
You dead b＊tch, I'm hot as f＊ck
I ain't never cold, but I'm icy b＊tch
My b＊tch suck dick, like she suck dick
Got the bops in the house, socking b＊tches in they mouth
See my neck iced the f＊ck out, we getting money n＊gga
At the f＊cking mall, 40 b＊tches on my nutsack
I pulled up on a mothaf＊cking unicorn (We on our ponies n＊gga)
Wolf Gang n＊gga scream that to the mothaf＊cka show me deaf
Golf Wang n＊gga, Free Earl better show some motherf＊ckin'
respect
All this ice around my neck, all this ice around my dick
Gun to her head make your b＊tch massage my shoulders
13.Window
Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all your
friends here
For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But, I just brought all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're really worried about you
I thought it would be better if, they could talk to you
It was all a dream, I used to read Complex magazines
When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line
Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime
In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad heinas in vaginas
I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit
I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this
I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now
30 thousand feet gonna make it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, another beat, another city, wow
Thus another couple b＊tches crying when I kick 'em out
Where we at？ We on top of the world
And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in fact
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nakel
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and Matt
Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a house that says f＊ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at？ Now where we at？ Wolf Gang, where we at？
Swell motions get promotions, to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n＊ggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at Randy's ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix me
Your b＊tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature, immature
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie absorption
Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion
Where we at？ We on top of the world
Everything they say I'd never have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet they see that we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they chase our shade
They say life switches pace when you got shit made
So I'm just tryna get paid, don't you remember the days
When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane
And too often they think that they could stop me
Now every show we makin' half a Maserati
And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like fighters in hockey
Miss me if you're thinking we slack, work hard
I got the world saying every single Friday is black
Took your b＊tch, you ain't getting her back, cause she know
Where we at n＊gga？ We on top of the world
14.AU79
Instrumental
15.Golden
Tyler you obviously have some f＊cking problems
And this is the end of this session, let's anything else you've
gotta say？
Mom is getting jealous I see my manager more
Than I see her before, I go on tour and it hurts
I miss the days when this was fun but now it turned into work
They getting legal, so now I gotta watch the shit that I blurt
out
My friends are turning into opposites
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the b＊tches who forget about me want to ride my dick
Harder than the white kids that copy shit
Ending it is all I f＊cking think about, that's the shit I think
about
All alone, bawling 'til my mothaf＊ckin' eyes bleed
See, he's a leader in person and smile, shit gets disgursting
When there's no person around, talking discussion shit, man
F＊ck, I'm putting myself at a distance
For instance, my best friend is now my f＊cking assistant
N＊ggas saying 'Free Earl' without even knowin' him
See, they're missing the new album, I'm missing my only friend
When I say Odd, y'all say Future
Odd.. uh-uh, that shit's corny as f＊ck
(Tyler, you have a cult following)
To these white kids？
Charbroiled n＊gga on these dark beats
Nashes with the Nazis but it's normal what the cops see
Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see
Mommy was a living single queen with a lot tee
So while my wallet's piling with some symbolic colored paper
I lace her, cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age
20, why didn't she get that abortion？
Probably cause that motherf＊ckin embryo was morphing
Into a Grammy winning schizophrenic f＊cking orphan
Oops I meant bastard, a skinny ass disaster
Mom works hard, still working on her masters
Son lies about, taking classes at community college
Just to record some bullshit he calls Bastard
Start a f＊ckin cult, clash his talents in a brash way
Before he even had a mustache and cash
And all I got was a f＊ckin' shitty article in Thrasher
I'm not crazy, I'm a f＊cking table, I'm a f＊cking table!
16.Burger
N＊gga this is my cup, drink the cyanide up
Dope as f＊ck so I would really shoot a group of guys up
Deep thought, I'm often lost (F＊ck it) put me next to awesome
Still can't tell the difference, just like Asians with their
eyes shut
Butt f＊ck a couple rocks, in the Wendy's parking lot
Barking at the sight of light from my bright sparkling
Cock-a-doodle, eatin' toaster strudel at a nude beach in Rome
In a black-pink spaghetti strap, made of Roman noodles
My b＊tch is bad, mixed with a thicky ass
Get my dicky rocky this will end up in a sticky blast
Chrissy Brown, mask on my face, now I'm kicking ass
Life's a b＊tch, f＊ck college, mommy I am ditching class
I rather be happy then f＊cking forty
So f＊ck the teacher's lecture I'm having Sydney record me
For the 2Dope.. (They didn't like it)
Oh well, let's get XXL to write us a f＊cking story
It's sitting right in my lap I see it, scribbled across the
lines I read it
I'm the f＊cking poet who knows it, you know it, you bogus
Comprehend the language, you scared of war？
I'm all anxious, we got the Angus if you want beef
Now that's a burger for ya ass n＊gga (Slice the onions)
Now that's a burger for ya ass n＊gga (Put on the cheese)
Now that's a burger for ya ass n＊gga (Where's the barbeque
sauce？)
Now have that burger eat it fast n＊gga
F＊cking all, get you some, obviously intended pun
Same time it took, Jason Dill to get the stitching done
Custom made, one of one, sold out Roxy for some months
Ski mask color of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches
Started back in f＊cking London cracker children wanted something
They could bump and punch a bunch and f＊ck a face stumble
Now, moshing pits to breaking arms, Zombie Circus not a carn
Evil wolfs is on the farm and were all evil harmed？
Any sheep creep, quiet tendered sleep
17.Steak Sauce
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that b＊tch tell on me, I'ma do a f＊ckin' drive-by in her
colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her f＊ckin' ass beat
F＊ck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker b＊tches scalp for some lice
Everything that I write is dope because the pipe
And nope you can't have a hit unless you gimme the light
We be burnin' dirty rocks with a light switch
B＊tch n＊gga, you about as hard as a dikes clit
I'm goin' as hard as Bishop Eddie Longs John
After I bought a Sidekick and sent that fag some nice pics
They say I try too goddamn hard
No shit, I want a Grammy you damn retard
You can't be great when you settle for flea bargain
Unless you're a thrift hipster b＊tch in a leotard
Painless, Hodgy lost his motherf＊cking mind because the brain
left
Wolf Gang got the ink on me now it's banged out
Box Logo hoodie, still haven't got the stains out
Congress, ah yes, I'm f＊ckin' with the best blondes
Um yes, I am now beating off to mom sex
Raquel is wrestling a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a f＊cking staring contest
To all the step dads in here
Triple six kids got you motherf＊ck scared
Could be worse, n＊gga that's absurd
N＊gga I am at Pharrell's tryna butt f＊ck nerds
This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber
Was just in the room flippin' Selena Gomez
Go 'head, give some, pucker up
I'll f＊ck her up until the kids come in, umm
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