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Julie and little John Tyler lived in the house next door We would be the great triangle and to this we swore Julie was my sweetheart, little John
darker by the day I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay It's a f***ing miracle to be this lyrical Paint my face with clown
darker by the day I'm a combination of Skylar Grey, Tyler the Creator, and Violent Jay It's a fucking miracle to be this lyrical Paint my face with clown
nigga that's absurd Nigga I am at Pharrell's tryna butt fuck nerds This just in, Tyler the Creator and Justin Bieber Was just in the room flippin' Selena
Yeah, she's got it Ooh, she's really got it She was born part of a Fifty's dream TV Generation, from the cradle to the teens Mr. Rogers, I Love
This is everything that we call hype I'm everything that they call nice She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right Intimidated by
Every day blows by in a world of corrupt addiction With life comes pain withdrawals and deformation Breaking the mould human appearance Contorting
the divine Find your god, find your peace Find your truth and your beliefs Weather you believe in God or the tooth fairy Bump Brother Ali or watch Tyler
I bumped Ether, bumped Takeover Seein' Jay and Nas on stage was hip-hop's makeover And that very day you knew niggas was born Tyler the Creators
[M and L: T. Eriksson] Born from the sun in an unholy bond Between night and the day the creator has failed Blessed by the light and cursed by
though we was boys, without me You wouldn't be Tyler the Creator, you're from the Dirty I can tell whenever you perform, a leopard can't change it's spots)
ain't lyin', we the truth, call him Simba, beats his hooves Tyler the Creator sweatin' Jesus juice Put that fuckin' cow on my level, cause I'm raisin'
when I piss feels like a snakebite My wife says she sick of my behavior You faggots stop comparing me to Tyler, The Creator I've been on this shit before
on So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna
the trees I'm feeling okay I know she's waiting there for me Forgot it's her birthday She's angry 'cause I'm very late I buy her a drink I'm chasing colors
behind the theater found a body in the garbage dump. She got screwed up by religion. She got screwed by soccer players. She got high for the first
a hole beneath the bridge She convalesce, she fashioned masks of twigs and clay You cried beneath the dripping trees Ghost song lodged in the throat
dying of cancer after a lifetime of caring for the poor Child with her arms blown off screams as she bleeds upon the rocks Sickened by my
I put my hope in you I lay my life in the palm of your hand I'm constantly drawn to you O Lord In ways I cannot comprehend It's the creator
I am a modern caveman Sittin' here by the fire These hands of mine been busy They never seem to tire I am a fearless hunter Look at all these bones
ah, run so Said, I'm blind to you haters See ya touch me room of creators Me say me busy, love lately Ask you how the world, ah, run so When
of gods she bears Mother of the everdark Wearing the cloak of shadows The skin of the unlight Wedding gown from fallen stars So spoiled by the master
of the creator, and question the interconnectedness, and question the purpose, it was a very sad day... Wanted by the u.s. government: the lord god almighty.
In the witching hour Comes a rider in black—cold through and through Enslaves by desire Just like a drug, she´s consuming you slow You can’t
is in her hands She is your creator and your creation too And by this time tomorrow you'll be just as good as new Night of a thousand girls Dance