Yonkers (исполнитель: )

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
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