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

1: Domo]
It was all a dream, I to read Complex magazines
When I I'm tryna get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my dreams in the sky line
Swanton bomb off the bed into a dime
In my I'm just tryna smoke the finest
And get high bad heinas in vaginas
I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to
I am getting higher when the comes in front of this
I'm a yeah, 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 couple b*tches crying when I 'em out
Where we at? We on top of the

2: Frank]
And five from suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blonde
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the in fact
Bunch of pale girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost
Parked in 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 O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Gang, where we at?

[Verse 3:
Swell motions get promotions, to my whole
yeah I smoke weed cause I like to go green
Professor Beats n*ggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if your bleeds
We at Randy's ordering 306
and glaze is the greed gold mix me
Your b*tch is coming along, she hum to my song
Singing like 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 then 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 they say I'd have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet they see we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they chase our
They say life switches pace when you got made
So I'm just tryna get paid, don't you the days
When your dreams were the only thing that kept you
And too often they that they could stop me
Now every show we makin' half a
And the only thing me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like fighters in
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 getting her back, cause she
Where we at n*gga? We on top of the

Tyler]
Where we at,
Where the f*ck we at, man? You don't know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
Down to Earth, huh, down to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, goes some extra girth Sir
You f*cking critics are making my hurt
Since I'm saying everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking pervert
My is a book and I'm a f*cking crook
phones to call home but the line is off the hook
My mom ain't the bill, guess I can't pay it either
I ain't signed a f*cking deal yet but I do
Clancy and Dave are to a percentages that
Could pay the whole city's f*cking
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in Oregon
From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the
Shit is getting real, people to feel
I'm changing, but their complaining making big f*cking deals
About some shit, they and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, it's sold out (Come on why you out
I though we was boys, me, you wouldn't be Tyler the Creator
You're from the Derby, I can tell whenever you
A can't change it's spots) But I'm a f*cking unicorn
(Whatever man) Look, you stop me, I'm going full monty
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a Nazi
Wolf Gi-di-dang you be roaming the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to preach "F*ck age, dreams, and have fun"
(Here's some give a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have
(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the side
Of the bed, when I don't even f*cking one?
When I'm on that stage I important
A whole f*cking assortment of children that's Ritalin
Because the teacher that the therapist wasn't feeling him
You be f*cking kidding me
At school I was a zero, now I'm boy's hero
And they fear it they hear it when that little f*cker's reciting my lyrics
Yeah rebel n*gga it, dead parents everywhere
It's smelling like teen spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the