You wouldn't do that Tyler Kill yourself, or anyone, you don't even have the balls to begin with What you need is me I just want to talk to you, its been awhile since your last session So tell me what's been going I'm not a fucking role model (I know this) I'm a 19 year old fucking emotional coaster with pipe dreams So Kanye tweeted tellin' people, hes bumpin' all of my shit These motherfuckers think I'm supposed to live up to something? shit I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless And getting more pussy 'cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris (as you should) LA to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares, from skate parks and airports it's all in the air, its weird Yonkers dropped and left their craniums mind-fucked, now competition missing like that nigga my mom fucked He still hasn't called me yet (it's not your fault) That's a whole fucking different argument Shit, I got over it And a couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy a couple hot pockets So grandma can stop cooking those nasty ass colligreens Pressures on me like this top hat bastard intro, how the f*ck I'm gonna top that? OK you guys caught me I'm not a fucking rapist, or a serial killer, I lied (You know, you just wanted attention) I tried too hard huh? (no) Made a couple thou and I just don't know what to buy yet Supreme shit is free and I don't drink so f*ck a wine set Nigga f*ck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity I'm fucked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity Oh, that's a triple 3-6 isn't he a devil worshiper? 'cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research I'm a start a group, so no one else gets the respect they deserve 'cause of you (Bastard was good though) What you think I recorded for? To have a bunch of critics call my shit a bunch of horror core? Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious 'cause I'm too fuckin' scared to tell my friends the way I really fucking feel? Of course they only listen To lyrics about me pissing off In the tombs of Lara Croft I'm getting pissed off Message boards are on my dick I need to piss away Lemme bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor Can't they just be happy for me like, a kid with nothing living out his dreams Why they gotta fucking hate? I don't even skate anymore, I'm too fucking busy I can barely kick flip now People excited think this shit is so tight Making me co-sign with rappers I don't even like What the f*ck you want me to do? start to gobble this mic Start jacking em off, till his cap blasting off F*ck that, 'cause these niggas ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I don't listen to the immortal tech of the nique And all this underground bullshit can never gone peak On the billboard top 20 and jam of the week Id rather listen to Baduh and Pusha the T And wacka flocka flame instead of that real hip hop that's full of the shit But they wanna critique Everything the the wolf gang has ever released But they don't get it 'cause its not made for them The nigga that's in the mirror rapping, its made for him But they do not have the mindset, that is same as him I'm not weird, your just a fagot, shame on him I'm not homophobic fagot What the f*ck is a good performance? I get on stage and have as much fun as I can Who doesn't have ADD?! I don't Therapy's been saying that niggas getting offended They don't wanna f*ck with me 'cause I do not f*ck with religion But see that's my decision you fuckers don't have to listen And here, put this middle finger in your ear Someone gets blamed If some white kid had aimed His AK-47 at forty seven kids And I don't wanna see my name mentioned College wasn't working And I wasn't working So I sat at home jerking off until my dick was hurting But I was determined to be great So this classes can wait 'cause those 4 days I went, I wasn't learnin' shit Now I'm living dreams i've wanted since 8th And I can afford to get my mother something on her birth, day They claim the shit I say is just wrong Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone I;m just a teenager, who admits hes suicide prone My life is doing pretty good So that day is postponed for now But wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen And when she gives you lemons nigga throw em at pedestrians I still live in my grandmas house Sell out a fuckin' show in London just to end up on couches I hate my fuckin' life, but when I make that announcement My hero calls my phone, just to put that in doubt then And then I am confused and I want energists out My friends really think I'm playing when I say I need counseling I sit in grandmothers living room and just pout and shout Loud inside Sometimes I just wanna die Odd future came from the bottom And its gonna take a couple armed armies to stop em All you fucking lames don't have to like me The devil doesn't wear Prada, I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
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