Album Name

Goblin

Artist

Tyler, The Creator

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2011.05.09

Release Agency

강앤뮤직 (Kang & Music)

Tron Cat - Tyler, The Creator
Satan's getting jealous
of the wolves demons
say they preferring us
Books on not giving a fuck
well they 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
You niggas rap about fucking
bitches and getting head
Instead I rap about fucking
bitches and getting heads
While you niggas stacking
bread I could stack
a couple dead
Bodies making red look less
of a color more of a hobby
I'm not a rapper nor
a rapist nor a racist
I fuck bitches with no
permission and tend to hate shit
And brag about the actions
in a rhyming pattern matter
And proceed to sat her down
when I go splatter
in her chatterbox
Atta boy Odd Future
you're not in our category
Torture with the super soaker
at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make
a Chris Brown wanna kick a whore
That make songs about
the wet blot when
it rains and pours Umbrella
I hate this screaming
fuck patience
Got a nigga shaking
like the calmest fucking Haitians
After chronic masturbation
asking where Mary Kate went
I wanna be the reasons
why all lesbians hate dick
I make this damn
Bullwinkle a red moose
Game of duck duck duck tape
with a dead goose
She run around this motherfucking
dungeon her legs loose
Until I accidentally get
the saw to her head oops
Victim victim honey you're
my fifth one
Honey on that taco when
I stuff you in my system
Rape a pregnant bitch and
tell my friends I had a threesome
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
dressing pouring out a teacup
Bitch I'm Tyler the Creature
suck your feet up like a beacher
Beat ya 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 ride around deeper
Take her to Ladera now
she's getting scared and
you're embarrassed
Filled with terror chop
her legs off and tell her
to run some errands
Put her eyes in a canteen
take her to the Berrics
Stear her Steve say
it costs ten to fuck Eric
Put her in the lake
her body seems great
Now it's time to fish
her like Derek
Satan says we're dangerous
we're trading kids for angel dust
Snuff and sniffing out
at Michael Jackson's tryna
suck our dick
Hippopot the fucking llamas
dead bodies should
leave the squatters
Gave the team a bunch
of fucking bees and a 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
bleeding from her rectum
Odd Future wolves stirring
ruckus throwing sets up yep
This the type of shit
that make children break
in apartments
When you tell a fucking orphan
you don't love 'em
'til they heart thin
Starve her 'til 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 crossing the border
I be the only wetback who ain't
really touched the water
Cause I be too fucking busy
tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter
Fuck Mary
I'm awesome and I fuck dolphins
Sicker than a starving
Nigerian kid's barfing
Odd Future Wolf Gang
Nazi bar mitzvah
With your sister at the bar
playing 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 nigger's sick
Animal safari if
I offend you I'm sorry
Because I'm the blackest
skinhead since India Arie
I don't smoke weed so
no need for the matches
Said fuck coke and now
I'm snorting Hitler's ashes
Plan on either dying
for suicide or my asthma
Being the only bastard
in a box logo casket
Rashes on my dick from
licks from 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