Sam (Is Dead)-Domo Genesis/Tyler, The Creator/Odd Future

[00:00.00]Odd Future - Sam （Is Dead） [00:00.55] [00:01.69] [00:11.27]This life is a game, if you wanna play [00:13.53]Then count all your own mistakes [00:15.04]Livin’ it with no delay [00:16.46]So fast I’m getting growing pains [00:17.93]Father didn’t show me my instincts to take the open lane [00:20.77]I go insane [00:21.76]All these problems coming with my growing age [00:23.76]Blowin’ haze [00:24.62]Trying to clear the doubt that’s sitting on my brain [00:26.59]I don’t complain [00:27.58]But the kid inside me’s feeling so restrained [00:29.62]Gotta stay golden [00:30.66]Let desire rekindle the flame [00:32.60]Searchin’ for the Fountain of Youth, when I’m free in my brain [00:35.18] [00:35.60]（Bring in the horns） You hear that f*cking brass? [00:38.12]（F*cking brass, n*gga） That’s little boy nigger with the trumpets [00:42.25]Marchin’ with the bandwagon [00:43.59]Looking for his heart, no sleeve [00:45.56]But his hand carry muskets [00:47.00]Working in the meadows, Oblivion [00:50.21]Motherf*ck Geppetto [00:51.54]He’s a leader, not a puppet [00:53.57]Some professors nutty, you’re the Klump’s **** [00:56.38]So think before you blink, and "Aye-Aye" make assumptions [00:59.09] [01:10.78][00:59.61]N*gga’s! [01:11.88][01:01.66]（Go left! Go left! Go left, right, left!） [01:15.12][01:04.31]N*gga’s coming! [01:16.46][01:06.18]（Go left! Go left! Go left, right, left!） [01:21.03] [01:21.98]They want a story, a story [01:23.54]I write the **** that I find very amusing [01:25.33]Cuz all the other f*ckin’ stories are boring [01:27.75]It’s really awkward to know, that a bunch of kids do adore me [01:30.55]It’s like I fathered these f*ckers, so you will find me on Maury [01:33.64]I’m still a kid in my heart, so I have a problem maturing [01:36.34]But it will come from experiences and **** I see touring [01:39.56]I’m like a birdman, I’m soaring, really high [01:42.06]And I’m really horny, from watching this porn [01:44.58]Nope [01:45.24] [01:45.74]（Bring in the horns） You hear that f*cking brass? [01:48.27]（F*cking brass, n*gga） That’s little boy nigger with the trumpets [01:52.44]Marchin’ with the bandwagon [01:53.84]Looking for his heart, no sleeve [01:55.80]But his hand carry muskets [01:58.31]Working in the meadows, Oblivion [01:59.91]Motherf*ck Geppetto [02:01.67]He’s a leader, not a puppet [02:03.76]Some professors nutty, you’re the Klump’s **** [02:06.60]So think before you blink, and "Aye-Aye" make assumptions [02:08.90] [02:21.01][02:09.34]N*gga’s! [02:22.16][02:11.84]（Go left! Go left! Go left, right, left!） [02:25.32][02:14.42]N*gga’s coming! [02:26.80][02:16.24]（Go left! Go left! Go left, right, left!） [02:31.79] [02:32.65]5 [02:33.81]（Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the） [02:35.56]4 [02:36.53]（Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the） [02:38.53]3 [02:39.60]（Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the） [02:41.37]2 [02:42.47]（Erer-erer-erer） [02:43.22]Where’s Tyler? [02:44.10] [02:44.53]Bottom of the countdown [02:45.86]**** ain’t been the same since I found out [02:48.01]Hodgy Beats ghost wrote for Bow-Wow [02:50.15]Now I’m the loud, shot, body-styled, foul mouth f*cker [02:53.62]That your teenage kid, likes to bow down [02:55.95]Riding around town in Seattle [02:58.42]With the same shotgun that Kurt used to "Click-Clack-Boom-Pow" [03:01.52]Still suicidal, but some assume that I’m cool now [03:04.71]Cuz I got a f*cking award in my own room now [03:07.96]Nope, but I can flip **** like a couch pillow [03:11.00]And have my death silent like a loose vow [03:13.92]The bandwagon turned into caboose, so [03:16.52]So, don’t let that little nigger trumpet lose sound [03:19.80]Just let him play [03:21.25]