Odd Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
[Verse 1]
I'm a f**in' walkin' paradox, no I'm not
Threesomes with a f**in' triceratops, Reptar
Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars
Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks
Bedrock, harder than a muthaf**in' Flintstone
Makin' crack rocks outta pissy n***a fishbones
This n***a Jasper tryna get grown
About 5'7" of his b**hes in my bedroom
Swallow the cinnamon, I'mma scribble this sinnin' sh**
While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men
(Syd, shut the f** up) Here's the number to my therapist
(sh**) Tell him all your problems, he's f**in' awesome with listenin'
[TC]
Odd Wolf Haley, Odd Golf Wang
Odd Wolf Haley, Golf
[Tyler]
f** you
[Verse 2]
Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses
I told him to quit b**hin' and this isn't a f**in' hotline
For a f**in' shrink, sheesh I already got mine
And he's not f**in' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time (damn)
I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine co*ks that co*k nines
This ain't no V Tech sh** or Columbine
But after bowlin', I went home to some damn Adventure Time
(What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Zannies (yeah?)
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
My mom's gone, that f**in' broad will never understand me
I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin
(What you think of Hayley Williams?) f** her, Wolf Haley robbin' them
I'll crash that f**in' airplane that f*ggot n***a B.o.B is in
And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus
And won't stop until the cops come in
I'm an over acheiver, so how 'bout I start a team of leaders
And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver (oh)
Green paper, gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers
All I want, f** money, diamonds and b**hes, don't need 'em
But where the fat ones at? I got somethin' to feed 'em
In some cookin' books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em
Snap back, green ch-ch-chia f**in' leaves
It's been a couple months, and Tina still ain't perm her f**in' weave, damn
[TC]
Odd Wolf Haley, Odd Golf Wang
Odd Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Goddamn Goblin
Wolf Haley, Odd Golf Wang
Odd Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
[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 writin' report
I'm stabbin' any bloggin' f*ggot hipster with a Pitchfork (uhh)
Still suicidal? I am
I'm Wolf, Tyler put this f**in' knife in my hand
I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that f**in' hole in my head
And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a co*k in your b**h
(What the f**, man?) f** the fame and all the hype, G
I just wanna know if my father would ever like me
But I don't give a f** so he's probably just like me
A muthaf**in' Goblin
(f** everythin', 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 sh**
Dead