[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
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It's the pick of the litter
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Mobbin' deep in the woods with six other niggers
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Yellin' at the trees like hey, hi mister
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I'm Life Litter's official stripe getter
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Dig this, I'll get a shovel and strike sisters
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And kick them when the handle starts diggin' in my blisters
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Sick, cynical, cyanide spitter
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So when I kick rhymes, my victims die quicker
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I'm broke, no cheese, my ho's cracker
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Snort third verse of Pidgeons, I'll show you a dope rapper
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I'll shit on a nigger with no bladder
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Then throw it in his eyes to show him he don't matter
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The night creeper in a nice white Jeep
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Here with three white divas who snort and like penis
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I'm hotter than at least five heaters
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In the middle of the summer with a sleeved wife beater
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Pure bred degenerate, gentleman
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Little Aryan nigga with hairy clit for dinner
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It's Wolf Gang, triple six, niggas on that simple shit
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I'm on a fuckin' spree burnin' bodies in a rental whip
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Wolf Gang rad, no bum ass shit
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So since the fans laggin', now they're tryna come back quick
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Ask from Dera to Fax, they say fuck that shit
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We half African swaggin' of course we run that shit
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[Verse 2: Mike G]
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I been sick, since I was un-mixed and mastered
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Blast them bastards screamin' fuck another rapper
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O.F. soldier, Buffalo Bill, don't think I will
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But I'm a gunner for the Bills like Tasker
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I'm the cream of the crop
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Officers in the trunk with six other cops
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No way that I'll stop, they'll arrest me after
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Fix the scene just to put me on screen like an actor
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Shit, no need to tell me I know it's hot
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As weather where them bitches wear bikinis with polka-dots
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It's overly overkill, because my niggas know a lot
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About tapin' them, rapin' them, throw them overboard from a yacht
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So now they probably hate me but that's why the fuck I'm here
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And you really should man up, there's no need to be sincere, faggot
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Heard that you we're queer, why would you fuck with Wolves
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That'll leave you on the ground like your rap career?
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So you don't want it don't start none
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We're fuckin' Radical, been Fuckin' Awesome
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Talked a lotta shit so for words you're at a loss
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Raised enough money just to get someone to kill my boss
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Now that's a fuckin' suit for hire
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Hang her higher, light a fire, fuck my former supervisor
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I'm the truth, you're a liar, blue as clues, I inspire
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Odd Future muthafucka, I'm your new supplier
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Cool
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Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All |