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    (Yeah, you feel alright?)
    God, goodness gracious
    I can't wait to see the look on y'all niggas faces
    That boy t nuts, surprised his thoughts isn't chafing
    Fuck them crackers up at
    Mountain dew them niggas is racist
    Cabbage was made, critic faggots was shook

    So I told 'em that I'll exchange the word faggot with book
    And all them books is pissed off and had their page in a bunch
    Fuckin' attitude switched just like a book when it struts
    But, I'm a fraud I pray to God when the six triple book bashin'
    While me and my favorite author's lips tickle
    Peter parker pick a pack of peppers when the plot thickens
    Tyler, the creator fuckin' kill you with a popsicle

    Cold blooded so we rock mittens so they won't find him
    Not kiddin' keep the tommy on me bitch, I'm ms. Pickles
    Said I seem off, last time that team talked
    Sick of making niggas cabbage so I took the 'preme off
    Should've bought some stock in it
    (Yo it's fucked up, I get it, Put a sock in it)

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    Not golf when the little homies don't, wait
    Let's weigh my options
    I bought me a mansion, and bought some attention
    Ain't give none to hopsin
    And dear boyce watkins
    Why you mad? It's the slave in me

    It's facts boy I'm back like rosa parks least favorite seat
    Videos, stage dives, popups, they watching t'
    While y'all niggas watchin' the throne
    The throne be watching me
    If you fuck this up
    There are so many fuckin' kids right now, listenin' to this guy
    Get those wings flapping motherfucker!
    Cause this kid's ready to fucking fly

    Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, nigger nigger on the wall
    Rap bars, jail bars, die or shoot a basketball
    Tyler the darkskin, arrested in austin
    Cops know who I was cause their kid said the show was awesome
    Tyler, tyler, I swear to, I swear to fuck! If you fucking
    Do not fuck this up!
    You have the whole world in your fucking hands

    How many leaders in the house?
    Well can somebody bring the mirrors out? I'm getting lonely
    Likes and apologies and snaps make it obvious
    That everybody on this fucking planet lackin' confidence
    How many leaders in the house? (do not fuck this up!)
    Well can somebody bring the camera out so I can film me
    T a great director nigga's vision must be blurry

    Boy I get them epic shots like jaywalkin' in Missouri
    Wait, how many leaders in the house?
    Well can't somebody bring my album out so I can hear one
    Pour me a drink, shit I don't know what to think
    Cause all these niggas leaning like they forest whitaker's blink
    Wait, how many leaders in the house?
    See why nobody got they hands up, see that's the issue

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    Composición: Tyler y The Creator

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