Yonkers (исполнитель: Tyler, the Creator)
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang [Verse 1] I'm a [bad word] walking paradox, no I'm not Threesomes with a [bad word] triceratops, Reptar Rapping as I'm mocking deaf rock stars Wearing synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks Bedrock, harder than a [bad word] flintstone Making crack rocks out of [bad word] [bad word] fishbones This [bad word] Jasper trying to get grown About 5'7" of his [bad word] in my bedroom Swallow the cinnamon, I'm a scribble this sinning [bad word] While Syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men (Syd, shut the [bad word] up) Here's the number to my therapist [bad word] Tell him all your problems, he's [bad word] awesome with listening [Verse 2] Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses I told him to quit [bad word] and this isn't a [bad word] hotline For a [bad word] shrink, sheesh I already got mine And he's not [bad word] working, I think I'm wasting my [bad word] time I'm clocking three past six and going postal This the revenge of the [bad word] that's nine [bad word] that [bad word] nines This ain't no V Tech [bad word] or Columbine But after bowling, I went home for some [bad word] Adventure Time (What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Zannies And danced around the house in all-over print panties My mom's gone, that [bad word] broad will never understand me I'm not [bad word] I just wanna boogie to some Marvin (What you think of Hayley Williams?) [bad word] her, Wolf Haley robbing them I'll crash that [bad word] airplane that that [bad word] [bad word] B.o.is in And stab [bad word] Mars in his [bad word] esophagus And won't stop until the [bad word] in I'm an over achiever, so how about 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, [bad word] money, diamonds and [bad word] don't need them But where the fat ones at? I got something to feed them In some cooking books, the black kids never wanted to read them Snap back, green ch-ch-chia [bad word] leaves It's been a couple months, and Tina still ain't perm her [bad word] weave, [bad word] [Verse 3] They say success is the best revenge So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I'm in Oh, not again, another critic writing report I'm stabbing any blogging [bad word] hipster with a Pitchfork Still suicidal? I am I'm Wolf, Tyler put this [bad word] knife in my hand I'm Wolf, Ace going to put that [bad word] hole in my head And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a [bad word] in your [bad word] (What the [bad word] man?) [bad word] the fame and all the hype, I just want to know if my father would ever like me But I don't give a [bad word] so he's probably just like me [bad word] Goblin [bad word] everything, man) That's what my conscience said Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead Now the only guidance that I had is splattered on cement Actions speak louder than words, let me try this [bad word] dead