[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
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It¡¯s the fucking general, Vans cut shorts
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Neck covered in colored emerald, the yellow by the blue
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Like I pissed inside your swimming pool, I¡¯m Mr. Made-A-Bundle
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Fuck being rapper and lyrical, here¡¯s a ticket to carnival
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Barnacles, now I gotta brag
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Beemer drive right by you niggas like I was kinda fat
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With a paint job thats flatter than Miley Cyrus ass
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Ludicrous niggas is hoping that rapper Tyler crash
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I see a victim, call the fucking doctors
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I¡¯m starting to see symptoms, faggot getting sick again
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Fucker get a syringe and a prayer from all your friends
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That are actors that do not have to pretend with me if they see blood
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Cuz, red and blue like what the fuck¡¯s popping?
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I¡¯m the blackface of white America, a noose in my pocket
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Everyone¡¯s dumb or either dead, so you do not have an option
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So I¡¯m sorry Martian and activist I¡¯m bout to tie knots with
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And ain¡¯t no one gonna stop shit, I wanna find my pops
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Locking lips with a hot locksmith, find out I was adopted
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By chimps and a hippopotamus, Tyler¡¯s a fucking animal
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When he spit, he goes ape shit, so it technically makes sense
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[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
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Nobody ever told me that I spill more than I drink
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I didn¡¯t know that, I didn¡¯t know that I didn¡¯t know
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Allen meeting and greeting boy fickle
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Cucumber turn pickle, nigga, nickel by my cellular sickle
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Exchange phrases from heroin addicts pistol arms
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Niggas go to the drug dealer like bristol farm when it get it its gone
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Seated next to Chunky¡¯s? hands fidget marmoset monkeys?
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This ain¡¯t where I¡¯m supposed to be at?
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How am I supposed to react when somebody here test my nervous
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?I¡¯m clean and sober?and still got a lot on my mind that I¡¯m getting over? only getting older?
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snow and slush is colder
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?Love don¡¯t get you on the bus free rides are in the Rover?
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Where tear drops wet on my shoulder?
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Started hitting bars? whiskey style shit?
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You know a young nigga always finding new outlets
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?Mentally I¡¯m just crowded,but shit I guess it¡¯s time to change my outfit
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[Verse 3: Domo Genesis]
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Live from the gutter? young stunner? Trumps what you niggas blundered?
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I uppercut by the bundle? Nigga take a number
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?By my butter nNever let them suckers take me under?
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Cold like I hate the summer?? you ungrateful son of a bitch
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?I gave less a fuck and I struck it rich, ?suck my dick?
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Tell the world that I¡¯m coming, don¡¯t fucking spit?
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Bump your lips?, guess you really ain¡¯t sure who you fucking with?
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You won¡¯t find me on no office shit ?I¡¯m semi auto off this shit
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My whole approach is arsonic no party be cautious with? my partners on some raunchy shit?
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You better use your conscious quick
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?I swear my whole demeanor all fucked up?
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Shitting everywhere like I had a meal off the lunch truck
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?Dumb fuck? come one one it and get your mug bucked
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?Love what? ?No love for these hoes we only love lust?
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Inhale that marijuana until my lungs bust
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?Still out for blood when the suns up
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[Verse 4: Earl Sweatshirt]
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Fuck what you talking ¡¯bout, nigga, got a Tyler reputation
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Just from chalking out niggas and bagging ¡®em up
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Dickies baggy, sagging off my ass, abandoned the cuffs
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And Wang syndicates the color of the ambulance trucks
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Blunt got a nigga feeling like I¡¯m standing on my head
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Wolf pack back up out the shit, foaming at the mouth
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Got these bitches lip-locking, britches soggy on the couch
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Talking shit, bringing profit in and bodies in to count
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I told myself just to walk and let the rumours run
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Blue golf overalls, jump when them Goombas come
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This the fucking sound of chickens coming home and roosting up
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The rudest one, make a nigga take a nigga jewels and run
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Hand full of cash, other hand full of homes to feed
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Who exactly am I supposed to please?
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And nigga, who the fuck you supposed to be? Four-five traffic blasting
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Tyler pissy cause I¡¯m action on his momma Rover seat
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He lied to the substance, impair the judgement
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Sticking to the script, thumb sticking to that pump grip
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Wolf Gang nigga
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