Broke dick, I'm looking for a lord Okay, to my 12 bar (One, um.) The beat, wears it a kevlar As I my tree, medlar, South African Coughing 'til there's pains in my abdomen I spit negative just a halogen My breeze of a fucking masculine The win, 'em all with a javelin Snakes, I'm rattling, taylor never taddling You a bunch of squares, Madison As far as niggas, bitch nigga my battle's sick On top of talented, bitch I'm fucking passionate I'm a curse, call me treacherous, treasure chest build on to the beat like tetris Remember me? Forgetfulness, I am correctionist I stitched Odd and Future together like a leather You fucking neck, feather peck, Rosetta checks I put together decks and for beef, if head for less I'm headed out to Sydney Australia with Tim He caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me Tea parties are the shit, mags by the scones I'm for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome Click your heels, there's no place like home Cock and blast off written on the tombstone, ain't that a bitch That wasn't a 12 bar (Tyler, up, nigga?) I count (What's wrong?) 2: Tyler] Let's see, what's wrong me? Might be my fucking Tourette, I a vacation cause all this shit got me stressing So after the with Sandusky Me and Sean Kingston went and rented a jet skis Lionel the blunts up, so meanwhile me and Lucas fucked up You can smell us coming like a faggot when he up Listening to Common's last to get pumped up To ask when I can get my sucked You know Anthony, was handling Dropping her off so she could come out and dance with me in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline Learned some new chords you uncreative were sampling I'm Wolf, I.spit flow As as the sound of deaf people arguing You hold the future of the kid you daughter's Me, I have the Odd Future sargeaning (Tyler the fuck down) No, I'm the fuck now My poppa didn't give one, that's why I'm this now I'm still to cut throat and if another fan asks For a photo while I'm snacking on my pizza I'm 'a fucking snap like Berman when he right Then have a mental and proceed to use a crack pipe OF will be for will be dumb poor Don't believe me, ok be right back, I'm headed to the gun M-16's and 16's came out of your kid's wet dream, what you mean old Oh you need us to fucking show you That we're harder than finding a snickers bar in whole foods In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a gold Hoping the fuckin' security guard doesn't you in custody But luckily had a couple of guns me Like gay step mom, none of you can fuck with me Vete a la casa de tu No mas andan aqui con sus babosadas, que Odd ni que Odd Future Yo no se que es eso, idiotas, que es Odd Future Golf Wang, Tyler? A mi me vale madre Ja. y mira esa ropa, una bola de payasos mugrosos! Por favor!