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Tyler we ah, I it's short notice but I brought all your friends here
For some I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But, I just brought all friends to talk to you
Because, they're really about you
I thought it would be better if, they talk to you

1: Domo]
It was all a dream, I used to read magazines
When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in Times
trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line
Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine
In my mind I'm just smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad heinas in
I'm the when it come to this, fire when I come to spit
I am higher when the lighter comes in front of this
I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the now
30 feet gonna make it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, another beat, city, wow
another couple b*tches crying when I kick 'em out
Where we at? We on top of the

[Verse 2:
And five from suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in
Bunch of hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, tell, I was going through
And had a full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
in front the studio Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm several but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a house that f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's that's
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, we at?

3: Hodgy]
Swell get promotions, to my whole team
Hell I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n*ggas, let me
Shine bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed mix me
Your is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature,
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and and my shirt
On the floor then it up, out the door, door
Chased an imaginary friend, a reverie
Impregnate the 'til it has an abortion
we at? We on top of the world

[Verse 4:
Everything they say I'd never have, I'm
Now, I bet they see we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they our shade
say life switches pace when you got shit made
So I'm tryna get paid, don't you remember the days
When dreams were the only thing that kept you sane
And too often they that they could stop me
Now every show we makin' half a
And the only blocking me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to me
stays in the box like fighters in hockey
Miss me if thinking we slack, work hard
I got the world saying single Friday is black
Took your b*tch, you ain't getting her back, cause she
Where we at We on top of the world

[Interlude:
we at, n*ggas?
Where the f*ck we at, man? You n*ggas know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
to f*cking Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, goes some extra girth Sir
You critics are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying f*ck everybody I guess I'm a f*cking pervert
My window is a and I'm a f*cking crook
Stealing phones to home but the line is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it
I ain't a f*cking deal yet but when I do
Clancy and Dave are to a percentages that
Could pay the whole city's mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in f*cking
From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the
Shit is getting real, people begin to
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big deals
About some shit, they b*tch and (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, sold out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you wouldn't be the Creator
You're the Derby, I can tell whenever you perform
A leopard can't change it's spots) But I'm a unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you can't stop me, I'm full monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a Nazi
Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be
And I be where, cares
I try to preach "F*ck age, dreams, and have fun"
(Here's some a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some
(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the wrong
Of the bed, I don't even f*cking have one?
When I'm on stage I feel important
A whole f*cking of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the wasn't feeling him
You gotta be f*cking me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's
And they fear it when they hear it when that little f*cker's my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga cheer it, parents everywhere
smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building