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

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

[Verse 2:
And five minutes 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 blonde
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but booty flat
Teenage males, tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost
Parked in front the Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco,
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and
Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that back
We live inside a house that f*ck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now we at? Wolf Gang, where we at?

[Verse 3:
Swell motions get promotions, to my whole
Hell yeah I smoke weed I like to go green
Professor educates n*ggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if your bleeds
We at Randy's that 306
Milk and glaze is the gold mix me
Your b*tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my
like they were for her, but they 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 pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an friend, a reverie absorption
Impregnate the dream it has an abortion
we at? We on top of the world

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

Tyler]
Where we at,
Where the f*ck we at, man? You n*ggas know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
Down to Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here goes some girth Sir
You critics are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking pervert
My window is a book and I'm a f*cking
Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it
I ain't signed a f*cking yet but when I do
and Dave are to take a percentages that
Could pay the whole city's f*cking
Hopefully I make a lot porn touring in f*cking Oregon
playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the bill
Shit is real, people begin to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big f*cking
some shit, they b*tch and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, sold out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, me, you wouldn't be Tyler the Creator
You're from the Derby, I can tell you perform
A leopard change it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you stop me, I'm going full monty
that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a f*cking Nazi
Wolf 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 give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should some
(Asshole, have none) How can I up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I even f*cking have one?
When I'm on that stage I important
A whole f*cking assortment of that's taking Ritalin
the teacher said that the therapist wasn't feeling him
You gotta be f*cking me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every hero
And they fear it they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga cheer it, dead everywhere
It's smelling teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building