P-Tyler, The Creator/Hodgy Beats/Odd Future

[00:03.10]Okay, welcome to my 12 bar [00:04.98]The beat, wears it like a Kevlar [00:08.28]As I smoke my tree, medlar, South African [00:11.23]Coughing 'til there's pains in my f*cking abdomen [00:13.86]I spit negative just like a halogen [00:16.39]My breeze more of a f*cking masculine [00:18.38]The rascals win, killing them all with a javelin [00:21.03]Snakes, I'm just rattling, suit taylor never taddling [00:24.22]You n*ggas a bunch of squares, Madison [00:26.66]As far as real n*ggas, b*tch n*gga my battle's sick [00:30.04]On top of being talented, b*tch I'm f*cking passionate [00:33.47]I'm a golden curse, call me treacherous, treasure chest [00:36.25]Better yet, I'll build on to the beat like tetris [00:38.82]Remember me, forgetfulness, I am your correctionist [00:42.32]I stitched odd and future together like a leather vest [00:45.42]You f*cking sweater neck, feather peck, rosetta checks [00:48.61]I put together decks and push for beef, If head for less [00:51.47]I'm headed out to Sydney Australia with Tim Donnelly [00:53.74]He gets caught up at security, the TSA don't follow me [00:57.20]Tea parties are the ****, forty mags by the scones [00:59.98]I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a n*gga in his dome [01:02.93]Click your f*cking heels, there's no place like home [01:05.99]Cock back and blast off written on the tombstone, [01:09.26]ain't that a b*tch [01:10.31] [01:14.97]Let's see, what's wrong with me might be my f*cking Tourette sy- [01:18.19]I need a vacation cause all this **** got me stressing [01:21.16]So after the showers with Sandusky, [01:23.52]me and Sean Kingston went and rented a couple jet skis [01:26.51]Lionel rolled the blunts up, so meanwhile me and Lucas getting f*cked up [01:30.21]You can smell us coming like a faggot when he hicks up [01:33.17]Listening to Common's last album to get pumped up [01:36.21]So finally asked （scratch） when I can get my d*ck sucked [01:39.43]You know Casey Anthony, what's handling [01:42.29]Dropping her kids off so she could come out and dance with me [01:45.21]Wine in the pantry, wrestling on my trampoline [01:48.39]Learned some new chords while you uncreative were sampling [01:51.21]I'm wolf, I spit flow-y partly [01:54.13]As retarded as the sound of deaf people arguing [01:57.19]You hold the future of the kid you daughter's gargling [02:00.39]Me, I have the odd future motherf*cking sargeaning [02:03.15]（Tyler calm the f*ck down） [02:04.93]No, I'm the f*ck now [02:06.32]My poppa didn't give one, that's why I'm like this now [02:09.23]I'm still down to cut throat [02:10.83]And if another fan asks for a photo while I'm snacking on my pizza lunchable [02:14.89]I'ma f*cking snap like Berman when he acts right [02:18.25]Then have a mental breakdown and proceed to use a crack pipe [02:21.02]OF will be done for, n*ggas will be dumb poor [02:24.10]Don't believe me, OK be right back, I'm headed to the gun store [02:27.53]M-16's and them 16's came out of nowhere like your kid's wet dream [02:32.06]What you mean old news, oh you [02:34.43]Will you need us to f*cking show you that we're harder [02:36.83] than finding a f*cking snickers bar in whole foods [02:39.28]In a black hoodie, nose bruised and a gold tooth [02:42.35]Hoping the security guard doesn't hold you in custody [02:45.16]But luckily had a couple of guns with me [02:48.33]Like gay step mom, none of you motherf*ckers can f*ck with me [02:55.53]