La-la-la, la La-la-la Ahh Satan's gettin' jealous of the wolves, the demons say they preferrin' us Books on not givin' a fuck is what they're referring us (Wolf Gang) Wolves, I know you heard of us, we're murderers And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us (bitch) You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head Instead, I rap about fucking bitches and gettin' heads While you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead Bodies, making red look less of a color, more of a hobby (ah) I'm not a rapper, nor a rapist, nor a racist I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit Brag about the actions in a rhymin' pattern matter Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox Atta boy, Odd Future, you're not in our categore Torture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor store This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours (umbrella) I hate this, screamin': Fuck patience Got a nigga shakin' like the calmest fucking Haitian (ha-ha) After chronic masturbation, askin' where Mary Kate went I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick (hate dick) I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose Game of duck-duck-duct tape with a dead goose She runnin' 'round this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose (on God) Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops Victim, victim, honey, you're my fifth one (la, la) Honey on that toppin' when I stuff you in my system (la, la) Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome (la, la) You got a fucking death wish? I'm a genie, it'll get done Nice to meet you, but it's more pleasant to eat you With a leaf of salad and some dressin' pourin' out a teacup Bitch, I'm Tyler, The Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leeches Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker Jeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep her In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang rides around deeper Take her to Ladera, now she's scared and you're embarrassed Filled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errands (Bitch) Put her eyes in a canteen, take her to the Berrics Stare at Steve, say it costs ten to fuck Eric Put her in the lake, her body sinks great, now it's time to fish her like Derek Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dust And snuff and sniff, and now that Michael Jackson's tryin' to suck our dick Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies, cheerleadin' squaders Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Keke Palmer They will never catch him or catch up They asked me what it was, I told them fuckers it was ketchup Nutty like my Chex Mix, she bleedin' from her rectum Odd Future wolves stirrin' ruckus, throwin' sets up, yeah (Wolf Gang) This the type of shit that make children break in apartments When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love them till they heart thin (I hate you) Starve her till I carve her then I shove her in the Rover Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorder Store her in a portable freezer with me to Portland Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossin' the border (arriba) I'll be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water 'Cause I'll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus daughter (fuck Mary) I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins Sicker than the starvin' Nigerian kids barfing (blegh) Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Nazi bar mitzvah With your sister at the bar playin' leg and arm twister Evident that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick I got these cracker doctors saying: Yeah, Bob, this nigga's sick Animal safari, if I offend you, I'm sorry Because I'm the blackest skinhead (skinhead) since India Arie (India Arie) I don't smoke weed, so no need for the matches I said: Fuck coke, and now I'm snortin' Hitler's ashes I plan on either dying for suicide or my asthma Being the only bastard in a box logo casket (casket) Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets In some Kanye West glasses screaming out: Fuck faggots Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic What the fuck? I, I'm speechless, that was, fuck Shit, Tyler, you're, you're gonna need some help I'm not a, fuck it, different subject How's that girl you were tellin' me about?