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Darker times
They’re telling boulder heavy lies
Looks like all we’ve got is each other
The truth is obsolete
Remember when all I had was my mother
She didn’t compromise
She could recognize
Voodoo
Our daughters and our sons
Are just candles in the sun
Voodoo
Don’t let him see divide
Don’t you let her see divide
Voodoo
She’s got the whole wide world in her juicy fruit
He’s got the whole wide world in his pants
He wrapped the whole wide world in a wedding band
Then put the whole wide world on her hands
She’s got the whole wide world in her hands
He’s got the whole wide world in his hands

There's somethin' about you
I can't believe I'm even talking to you, tellin' you this right now
You're special
I wish you could see what I see

She peels an orange for us in the morning
She woke me up to give me half
I can hear the children talk of ballin'
Like wildcats running on the grass, hey

You're a girl on this island
I'm a boy from America
My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards
I won't be going backwards

[Hook]
You're my golden girl
You're the one I've chosen girl
You're 24k
You make it bright when it's grey
You're my golden girl
The sun has been kind to you
You're 24k (Girl)
But the sky's never grey (Never grey)

Silent moments, meditative poses
You break my focus, you make me laugh
Two mopeds racing through the forest
Making dirt clouds on a path, on a path

I'm my best on this island
I'm a mess in America
My flight left last night, but I know I'm not going back home, yeah
I'm not going back home, no

[Hook]

[If we build a ho](pending)use in paradise, will we get to heaven still?
If we don't have to live through hell just to get to heaven
I'mma stay right here with you
Til the hurricane comes, 'til the tsunami comes, I've found my girl

[Hook]

Um, you're my G-O L-D E-N G-I R-L
And that's for the females that can't spell, but
Thanks for fucking with me
You turn my dark into light, you're like a bucket of bleach
You see, I want you to know that
My negatives at home aren't working for my Kodak
So that means that I don't want to go back
Just know that I would like to stay here and hold that
Hand of yours, girl I'm a wreck in America
Your face is the best cause it's the same color as the lace on my neck
And you're golden, uh, your eyes open, fuck it
Let's toast and listen to Michael Bolton
I free-fall off the hill again
Let's see where I land, I'm like Gilligan
Um, I trust you, Golden, for what? ?
I'm just hopin' that you don't turn my neck green

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[Intro]
So many good reviews off of Bastard
I celebrated, getting masturbated by my pastor
Now he’s in a plastic, on the kitchen table
Near a bowl of Lucky Charms and the newest Thrasher

[Verse 1]
When I say Wolf Gang, you say fuck that
Room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps
Fingers in the middle of bitches bodacious butt cracks
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
Um, that’s not a potato, give me my gun back
Before I blast bigger than pimples on Big Pun’s back
Black fat bitches was washin’ on my dishes
And using my large stick on her lips like my cum’s chapped
I love jews but I hate faggots
And bitches who be nagging about me taking the trash out
I got a fuckin’ can of whoop ass, who wants to pack it
Going ape shit in the newest bape straight jacket
With six dicks of chap stick, sticking in my black lips
Six sippie cups full of sick shit enhancements
Wolf Gang spit right
Ain’t been this much fuckin’ crack rock music since free way had flip side
So get low, lower than a ditch
I’m with some retarded bitch, hoping she know how to kiss low
They know, I’m the clinic’s aid and I’m sick
So they clap for me kinda like a herpe on the lip
With some tutor bitch, tryna tickle wetback hooter this
Bitch acting I still did not know with it
Until I put this cock on, the end of clitoris
Fucking this game I used this shit as spit as lubricant
So who you with? (Umm, fuck)
I got this fuckin’ gun, you better say yes you stupid bitch
Before you lose your wrist and rich make you do some dick
I’m fucking crazy, well I guess I am if these shoes will fit
Fuck the Key club, they wanna ban ‘em
I got fucking fans from Compton to Montana
To Indiana, where deaf dwarfs still don’t understand ‘em
Because yelling at midgets is like me beefing with Brandon (Fuck him)
Stomp ‘em out, with these crab ass Nikes
Make it look like some slob, scribbled all on his white Tee
Invite me, come on, you got a better chance to getting Shake
My dad and Earl’s motherfuckin’ momma to like me (Bitch)
Animals is farming you, patrick this is barnacles
Said he gave Ace a spongejob at the carnival
And Spongebob got his head knocked from the piss that Ace got
Nigga’s soft as baby cock and the cotton swab

[Verse 2]
This that fuck music, put your shit and fuck to it
Shouldn’t give one when your bumping in the trunk to it
Grab a couple gats, stuff ‘em in your backpack
For show and tell day screamin’ “fuck students”
Locate the bitch that didn’t wanna give you kiss
Then get her tits, then use your fists to add a couple loves to it
Shoot the faculty for taking hats, you stupid butts
Skip the music teacher and the janitor you real cool with
Continue this procedure until lunch is through with
Go home out the back like a scared student
Keep a low pro, until you on your block
Then you just make it home in time for new news brief at 2ish
Stuck at all this bible study, shit is not fun
Me and wolf gang go jump nuns for hot fun
Playing with the bell when shots heard, and cops come
But I’m still punchin’ this bitch out, I’m not done
Sittin’ in my room masturbating
Truthful, these lyrics are relating like my dad did
I make music for teenagers and bad ass kids
Bastard touched more boys than your local church did
Killing these niggas off quick
Don’t believe then watch me empty out a full clip
Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch
That wasn’t bullets, that was copies of Bastard you bitch

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Karl Malone bring challenge from the eight passes
Hodgy Long one of them bastards that were head bashers
Yeah we skate mental, but the meaning of a thrasher
Is the whiplash out that leaves you p-ssy niggas fractured
I need meds from a mental institution
Before my brain is revenged, feel the fingers shootin’
They caught him screaming in a twine of mental looping
Take the garbage out back
I pay the homage in fact
I’m throwing T-Bones to these wannabe me clones in their wannabe me clothes
B!tch I’m actually old
I’m spinnin’ like the cover we on
You’re in between the pages
I’m 21 now been running these fairfax blocks for ages
Organic for breakfast
We raging on stage its twelve-noon on my clock, engaged for twelve gauges
I spit the plague and don’t believe it be a pageant
I’ve seen you right there photos will take it then buy save it
B*tch

This that weed shit, hot shit pissed off custodians
Get rich and marry fat bitch Lamar Odom
I’m rich b*tch, jars of jelly and a jar of petroleum that I had used
I’m planning on firing Clancy, ain’t no damn controllin’ him boy
You can’t carry this them Cannon that Nickelodeon boy
My wood doubled higher than fat bitches sodium
My neck is green but in the f-cking can my urine is zone as him
I’m sneaking in your kid’s ear lobe
“Oh, no! It’s him! Goblin!”
Dropped like the soap in the tub
Now I have have famous friends who like coke and them drugs
Dancing with me, Jerry Sandusky and the Pope in the club
Jerry’s trying to get tub but it isn’t paid enough
Now if he doubles it I’ll tuck it in the bathtub with bubbles
And a rubber ducky that I got on tour Kentucky with some groupies
Where I had got hooky with some sucky-sucky trust me honey bun
If you f-ck me you gonna leave with runny nose
I be running in these hoes ain’t nobody gotta know
No f-cking f-ck
Me

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i fuck this flow!
this is my electronic...
i holler some fresh shit
nigger recollect, bitch...
i text message, messages to fuck...
she lets me in, i sex her then
she ... than my leather... and purchasing...
to work the street, i ...
i heard she's sweet, i heard she's sweet
but me, i'm extravagant!
how ... wagging, kid?
i'm about to tell you some tragic shit
your love is lost and the drugs ain't count,
and the studio makes...
..vision my ... like you vision my...
nigger, my dick is in her jaw.
i'm... don't ... with that apple cause ...
fuck the.. king of the castle, nigger
got this ...
making money in the present, and it's safe for my...

suicide watch nigger, kill yourself,
i .. nigger, we feel yourself
...nigger, you're still yourself
..creeping in this bitch, you couldn't feel ...
...at his fucking best
i'm a beats like a gorilla, and that is on my chest
please, let me flex, i'm going on, i need some fucking bred
drugs is green, my bitch is white, and tonight i need fucking...
excuse this .. i'm trying to tone it down like...
..and i guess we're looking like the living dead
oh shit, your bitch, looking how i'm doing you
bitches on my dick, well look at me, i'm fucking beautiful!
niggers trying to figure while all i hear in my interviews
is why is this so cool, you niggers is so unusual.
wolf gang, point me to a nigger i should...
under pressure we just stay in the middle like ...

the fortress is fortified, bitch!
money in my pockets like i'm fortified
...recording live, bitch i'll be shining high
and i don't need air to fly, i'm in the air with the pigs...
knock, knock, who's there?
it's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick
i killed that pussy and grabbed that knife
now i got... nigger you're a liar!
nigger, don't believe me, kiss your lady
and where you gonna get...
nigger, my dick stay way disease
i'll make you look easy, fifty one, fifty i'm often easy!
you ain't got no fucking easy!

five hours and a hundred songs and you ain't got no fucking easy
i bet you guys....
you ain't got no fucking easy?
came in the game like speedy gonzales
i'm fucking... see these girls talking all that shit
what? i'm just trying to see some tits
let's get a popping light, mc light
i brought some ..
out this bitch like hocus pocus
me and lucas gotta...

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i'm from the city of niggas that get grizz-ills and bitties
with really shitty cosmetically hit titties
it's, dope is what i been spark, second then my pin start
bringin' back that crack shit like amy wine's skidmarks
now sit it in a pamper, yonk went viral
price-up a 'preme camper, now i got a buncha
white bitches, tour bus lookin' like a fuckin' hamper
dick went postal now my passport is stamped up
see if white kids in fuckin' europe understand him
radicals the anthem, turn the fuckin' amps up
hot shit, it's mosh pits, stage dive, crowd surf
lookin' like i'm throwin fuckin' tantrums
thanks to label crackers now i'm ballin' like it's cancer
cause being broke is uncool, buddy, get your aunt fucked, golf wang
(goblin was a disappointment) yeah, right
shit dropped, i bought a house that night
while you was at home leavin' comments tryna pay ya bill
i was on tour makin' some grands, findin' time to kill
wakin' up in different countries sayin' "yo, this is real?"
yes it is, awesome, got another fuckin' check again
crossin' that mainstream border man i am such a mexican
now my exes be textin' me up to give me neck again
i'm too fuckin' busy with the rap game, 'preckin it
evident, that i need my muthafuckin' medicine
but i don't spend all my fuckin' money on the therapist
ever since, my fuckin'.. i don't wanna fuckin' talk about it

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great jordan uses intestines for the strings
snatch up rihanna and throw her in front of a fucking train
then sniff a fucking unemployment line of cocaine
tie lil b up to full tank of propane
swag, now watch him cook
and just stand there and look
have a round fire with old harry potter books
martians vs goblins goons versus the crooks
and since me and toon had … come shook
i should have got a real ass pirate to do the hook
maybe jack sparrow, maybe peter pan …

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[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets)
On my waist, there’s a black Glock (black Glock)
New girl moved on the block (on the block)
She been plottin’ on my brown cock (brown cock)
Last night I slept over hers (over hers)
During sex, I overheard (I overheard)
A sword sliced the air, I pulled out the na-na
Rolled off the bed then shot back, pa-pa
Blood on the sheets probably spillin’ from my gash
Looked out the glass, seen you sprintin’ on the grass
A real ninja with the blade and the mask
Got them gold ninja stars and red Supreme nunchuks
Now she tryna patch me up, but
Girl, I was just tryna get a nutbust
If that’s your ex, you should probably own a pistol
But I’m guessin’ it’s wiser to exit with dude

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you’re sleepin’
Think about it, fresh out the shower
You touch yourself after hours
Ain’t no man allowed in your bedroom
You’re sleeping alone in your bed
But check your window, he’s at your window

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
The night light hits off, turnin’ kisses to bites
I’m a down to earth nigga with intentions that’s right
You’ll be down in earth quicker if you diss me tonight
But I’ll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight
We can chill and I can act like I don’t wanna fuck
You can tell me all your problems like I really give one
But I give two for us cause you’re the one that I want
Don’t wanna seem like a punk pussy that sips on the punk pussy
See when I’m with my friends I just put on a front
But in the back of my top I’m writing songs about we
We as including I and yourself, making three
Little ones (…) pretty hard if you ask me
You’re a pretty broad in the top three
Of things that I’ve been waiting to come, so
Meet me by the lake around 10 and skinny dippin’ and then
We can begin the pretend game, I wanna be Finn from Adventure in Time

[Hook]

[Bridge: Tyler, The Creator]
One, two, you’re the girl that I want
Three, four, five, six, seven, shit
Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
And I just couldn’t take it, you’re so motherfuckin’ gorgeous
Gorgeous, baby you’re gorgeous
I just wanna drag you’re lifeless body to the forest
And fornicate with it but that’s because I’m in love with
You… cunt

[Bridge 2: Tyler, The Creator]
I just wanna talk, and conversate
Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place
I just wanna talk, and conversate
Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place… cunt

[Hook]

[Bridge]

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[verse 1]
my window is a book and i’m a fuckin’ crook
stealin’ phones to call home but the line is off the hook
and if my mother answer, i’ll ask her
what she wants on 25th because i’m chillin’ with prancer
rudolph, adolf, hitler
rollin’ with nineteen 88′s like it’s 1988
but my speakers are bleedin’, the doctor’s in uniform
fuck cars i have a damn unicorn
that flies me to places, with spaceships, that don’t need money
where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies
where donuts equal water, inhalers and mushrooms
and we don’t have cars, we have balloons and we zoom through
sound and the bass is astoundin’
the snare plays square no roundin’
major ninth chords tower synth like it’s yao ming
kobe, imaginary friends, fuck homies (they don’t know me)
the tooth fairy blow me, swallow don’t shit this
with my donald trump hair piece you’re an apprentice
you’re fired and tired, you can’t stay up like a limp dick
if you think you can spit then i am the fuckin’ dentist
my visions that i record, the instruments i adore
the happiness that i hoard (can’t be bought) at liquor stores
you faggots can buy chains but utopia can’t afford
and they sore on hatin’ reality that i ignore
you can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door
fuck dogs, i roll around with my pet dinosaur
yeah, hodgy beats (drop it)

[verse 2]
fuck dogs, walk around with a pet dinosaur
wing flaps on the back of my pet rhinosaur
gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin’ more
the money gets closer when you seem to be grindin’ more
and it feels better than a tongue-kiss
carbonated with the flow, orange-flavored sunkist
we musically grow unto the world like a fungus
amongst this, playin’ the piano like a trumpet
little guy, but his words sound so humongous
eat ’til you obese, arteries clot, need lunges
mellowhype from ralph lauren to the hundreds
my crew cliqued up like brady bunch is
the captain that crunches, invitin’ you to lunches
my nutrition have robots malfunction
i suggest you stay away from the factory
my breath chemical, i don’t know how you’ll react to me
it’s a dog-eat-dog world so i double doggy dare it
hold it in my hand as i stare it
down, like a magnifyin’ glass to a diamond with a karat
i read through niggas that bluff like a tarot
they copy my actions, i call them fools parrots
i’m the pyro with one eyelid that weareth
long hair for wisdom while bitch mades nair it
i don’t care if the heat i throw is unbearable
just know, it’s shareable, and there i go, where i go
i don’t know, obviously i disappear
close your eyes bitch, i’m all in your ear
i have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear
and wrote my flows with your blood smears
if you can’t see a legend, i’mma make it clear: nigga i’m right here

[outro]
golden grill, cadillac deville (drop it) nigga we pimp
grill golden, chain frozen, we pimp, we pimp, we pimp

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(it's this girl)
she lives next door
to the store that i loiter at
we talk every night, she cry to me about her guy
and if we text, i get pissed when i get no reply

(it's this girl)
i know that she's the key to love
she is who i'm thinking of when i ain't beating richard up
the mental images her face looked
the closest that i got was when i'm poking her on facebook

(this girl)
video chats are so exciting,
cause it's like she is inviting me to her world full of privacy
i'm getting gassed up, i think she's liking me
she's gullible, and i just wanna take it like a pirate (aargh)

(this girl)
i see her in class
not really two doors down, but any time that i pass
to take a piss in a stall, i picture us in the hall
locking lips on the wall, her hand grabbing my dick
my left hand on her tits, aw my shit's getting hard
some thoughts of dating this bitch

(it's this girl)
her name is my password (... fuck)

(this girl)
all my niggas got they bitches and stuff
but all the bitches, they fuck
i know these bitches is sluts
but she's special, i know to ya'll i come off as rough
but i'm the nicest to her, and i just want to concur
a relation, i want the cheesy dates at the movies
and stupid walks at the beach, and sharin' straws in a cup
i never had that, so when we holdin' hands walkin' home
i look past that, the fact she's fucking guys that i hate
but...

(this girl)
things are looking great, cut copy
last time that we talked, she said her relationship was rocky
now that mr. faggot's gone, their's no one that can stop me
from bagging her, i got these tickets to the roxies

(this girl)
next day, metro's taking me home
i see her in a cut at wendy's, but she's not alone
who's that guy, wait, why the fuck he 'bout to kiss her?
come to find out she got back with her... nigga...
(damn)
damn...
fuck...

(it's this girl) x2
she's so pretty, fuck self pity, i feel so shitty
i wanna text her in a jealous rage, but if she replied
or say anything, i'mma smile, i know

what do i do with myself? sit in my room for some days
play xbox with piles full of wet socks, fuck that

(this girl)

my nigga asked "ace, what happened to such and such?"
i her name, and then, tell em' i probably fucked
or i could tell em the truth and say she didn't like me much
but instead i lie and say she moved to nebraska...

(it's this girl...)

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[verse 1: frank ocean]
golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets)
on my waist, there's a black glock (black glock)
new girl moved on the block (on the block)
she been plottin' on my brown cock (brown cock)
last night i slept over hers (over hers)
during sex, i overheard (i overheard)
a sword sliced the air, i pulled out the na-na
rolled off the bed then shot back, pa-pa
blood on the sheets probably spillin' from my gash
looked out the glass, seen you sprintin' on the grass
a real ninja with the blade and the mask
got them gold ninja stars and red supreme nunchuks
now she tryna patch me up, but
girl, i was just tryna get a nutbust
if that's your ex, you should probably own a pistol
but i'm guessin' it's wiser to exit with dude

[hook: frank ocean]
the blinds wide open so he can
see you in the dark when you're sleepin'
think about it, fresh out the shower
you touch yourself after hours
ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
you're sleeping alone in your bed
but check your window, he's at your window

[verse 2: tyler, the creator]
the night light hits off, turnin' kisses to bites
i'm a down to earth nigga with intentions that's right
you'll be down in earth quicker if you diss me tonight
but i'll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight
we can chill and i can act like i don't wanna fuck
you can tell me all your problems like i really give one
but i give two for us cause you're the one that i want
don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that sips on the punk pussy
see when i'm with my friends i just put on a front
but in the back of my top i'm writing songs about we
we as including i and yourself, making three
little ones (?) pretty hard if you ask me
you're a pretty broad in the top three
of things that i've been waiting to come, so
meet me by the lake around 10 and skinny dippin' and then
we can begin the pretend game, i wanna be finn from adventure in time

[hook]

[bridge: tyler, the creator]
one, two, you're the girl that i want
three, four, five, six, seven, shit
eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
and i just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous
gorgeous, baby you're gorgeous
i just wanna drag you're lifeless body to the forest
and fornicate with it but that's because i'm in love with
you... cunt

[bridge 2: tyler, the creator]
i just wanna talk, and conversate
cause i usually just stalk you and masturbate
and i finally got the courage to ask you on a date
so just say yes, let the future fall into place
i just wanna talk, and conversate
cause i usually just stalk you and masturbate
and i finally got the courage to ask you on a date
so just say yes, let the future fall into place... cunt

[hook]

[bridge]

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i’m a f-ckin’ walkin’ paradox, no i’m not
threesomes with a fuckin’ triceratops, reptar
rappin’ as i’m mockin’ deaf rock stars
wearin’ synthetic wigs made of anwar’s dreadlocks
bedrock, harder than a muthaf-ckin’ flintstone
makin’ crack rocks outta pissy n-gga fishbone
this n-gga jasper tryna get grown
about five-seven of his bitches in my bedroom
swallow the cinnamon, i’mma scribble this sin and shit
while syd is tellin’ me that she’s been gettin’ intimate with men
syd, shut the fuck up
here’s the number to my therapist
tell him all your problems, he’s f-ckin’ awesome with listenin’

wolf haley, golf wang

jesus called, he said he’s sick of the disses
i told him to quit bitchin’, this isn’t a f-ckin’ hotline
for a f-ckin’ shrink, sheesh i already got mine
and he’s not f-ckin’ workin’, i think i’m wastin’ my damn time
i’m clockin’ three past six and goin’ postal
this the revenge of the dicks, that’s nine cocks that cock nines
this ain’t no v tech shit or columbine
but after bowlin’, i went home to some damn adventure time
(what’d you do?) i slipped myself some pink xanies
and danced around the house in all-over print panties
my mom’s gone, that fuckin’ broad will never understand me
i’m not gay, i just wanna boogie to some marvin
(what you think of hayley williams?)
f-ck her, wolf haley robbin’ ‘em
i’ll crash that f-ckin’ airplane at that faggot n-gga b.o.b is in
and stab bruno mars in his goddamn esophagus
and won’t stop until the cops come in
i’m an over achiever, so how ’bout i start a team of leaders
and pick up stevie wonder to be the wide receiver
green paper, gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers
all i want, f-ck money, diamonds and bitches, don’t need ‘em
but where the fat ones at, i got somethin’ to feed ‘em
in some cookin’ books the black kids never wanted to read ‘em
snap back, green ch-ch-chia f-ckin’ leaves
it’s been a couple months, and tina still ain’t permed her fuckin’ weave, damn


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