[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
So I'm guessin' there's questions that need addressin', huh?
Like how we fresh in our adolescence and wreckin' 'em
Hand'em tracks, he destined to make a mess of 'em
Snappin' necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
Lost an erection and found it in an aggressive nun [bad word]  chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
No FX, in these doper than cess sessions son
Chillin' for a while on a pile of the rest of 'em
Let the crowd choose who can [bad word]  last longer
It's the rap monger, rap monster Earl Sweat attack, conquer
Lose least, niggas lost like the last blanca chica
That we picked up at the last concert
Please, get out ya seat, get out ya seat, verses written with scalpels
He's the junior king standin' out shoutin' on the balcony [bad word] he's not in counselin'? [bad word] s loud while he's sound asleep
Heard he was dope as Sour D, [bad word] was Courage cowardly?
Stay Gold, alchemy, [bad word] we rap's Alpha Team
Mr. Teen and Mr. T with a mouth full of powder
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Now watch him count the bodies like [bad word] be countin' calories

[Verse 2: Tyler the Creator] [bad word] with the Wolf, we startin' to bark viciously
Catch us in a pile of bodies where dead [bad word] be
Box Logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand
That [bad word] was buzzin' like Woody so we get it for free
Had to duct tape the mother goose the mask was off
I stumbled down a hill then I had Jill jack me off
Harder than my [bad word] when Taylor Swift is in my basement
Cause I've been doin' this since Pooh [bad word] Christopher Robin, son
Wolf Gang knitted on my cotton like some smelly
Dirty rotten [bad word] picked it from a cotton gin
Do not give a [bad word] I've got the swagger of a virgin's [bad word] But if I did it would be bigger than Earl's upper lip
Sip sizzurp, Supreme on my shizzirt
I munch a bunch of tacos with Waverly's favorite wizard
The favorite [bad word] turned into Freddy [bad word] And this that raw [bad word]  dead bodies chopped up in the sewer
From the palms of Jeffrey Dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
Beat like the brown lip balm that was made for Rihanna
All you [bad word]  bloggin' [bad word] yappin' up that extra [bad word] I'll shove [bad word] down your throat, regurgitate my excrement
Them 2DopeBoyz is fairies they're Peter like boysenberries
Meet the scary, turn his white [bad word] to a Jim Carrey twin
[bad word]  sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then
2DopeBoyz don't want beef, they're just overweight vegetarians