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

1: Domo]
It was all a dream, I used to Complex magazines
When I rhyme I'm get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky
Swanton bomb off the bed a fine dime
In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the
And get sticking bad heinas 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 yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now
30 thousand feet gonna make it hard for me to down
flight, another beat, another city, wow
Thus another couple b*tches crying I kick 'em out
we at? We on top of the world

[Verse 2:
And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the
I walked the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, had the blues in fact
Bunch of hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was through
And had a wallet full of cream, Green, Beamer almost black
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 missing several but I had to bring that pattern
We live inside a house that says f*ck 'em on the mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, we at?

3: Hodgy]
Swell get promotions, to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke weed I like to go green
Professor Beats educates n*ggas, let me
Shine chandelier bright mike, if nose bleeds
We at ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed mix me
b*tch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they 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 then pick it up, out the door, door
Chased an friend, a reverie absorption
the dream 'til it has an abortion
Where we at? We on top of the

4: Mike]
Everything they say I'd 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 switches pace when you got made
So I'm just get paid, don't you remember the days
When your 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 it's gold if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like in hockey
me if you're thinking we slack, work hard
I got the world every single Friday is black
Took your b*tch, you ain't her back, cause she know
we at n*gga? We on top of the world

[Interlude:
Where we at,
Where the f*ck we at, You n*ggas don't know me, huh
we at?

[Verse 5:
Down to f*cking Earth, huh, to f*cking Earth, huh
F*ck everybody, here goes some extra Sir
You f*cking critics are making my hurt
Since I'm f*ck everybody I guess that I'm a f*cking pervert
My is a book and I'm a f*cking crook
Stealing to call home but the line is off the hook
My mom paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either
I signed a f*cking deal yet but when I do
Clancy and Dave are to a percentages that
Could pay the city's f*cking mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in Oregon
From playing piano and hopefully I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people begin to
Like I'm changing, but their making big f*cking deals
About some shit, they and pout (Can we get backstage man?)
No, faggot, sold out (Come on why you holding out
I though we was boys, without me, you be Tyler the Creator
from the Derby, I can tell whenever 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
F*ck that, I'm Hitler, a f*cking Nazi
Wolf Gi-di-dang you be where the fox be
And I be where, anybody
I try to preach "F*ck age, live dreams, and fun"
(Here's some a f*ck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some
(Asshole, none) How can I wake up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I don't even have one?
When I'm on that stage I important
A whole f*cking assortment of children that's taking
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 cheer it, dead parents everywhere
It's smelling like spirit.. okay, f*ck it, Elvis has left the building