Odd Future - NY (Ned Flander) lyrics

[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] Carter Wong, bring the challenge from the eight masters Hodgy Long one of them ba*tards that would head bash ya Yeah, we Skate Mental, but the meaning of a Thrasher Is to whiplash out and leave you p**y n***as fractured I need meds from a mental institution 'fore my brain is revenged, free throw finger shootin' Record them screamin, interwine them in a loop, then Take the garbage out back, I pay the homage in fact I'm throwing T-Bones to these wannabe me clones And their wannabe me clothes, b**h I'm actually old I spin ya like the cover we on, you're in between the pages I'm 21 now been running these Fairfax blocks for ages Organic for breakfast, free-ranging on stages It's twelve-noon on my clock, engaged for 12 Gauges I spit the plague, and don't believe it be a pagan I'll send your wife dead photos of you taken by Sagan, b**h [Interlude] [Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator] This that we sh** hot sh**, piss off custodians Get rich and marry fat b**h Lamar Odiom I'm rich b**h, and y'all's jelly as that jar of petroleum That I had used when I eloped with him and 40 Mormons and I'm planning on firing Clancy, ain't no damn controlling him, boy You can't carry this, them Cannon Nickelodeon boy My boy Domo higher than fat b**hes sodium And nuggets greener than the f**ing can my Arizona's in I'm sneaking in your kid's ear lobe "Oh, no! It's him! Goblin!" Dropped like the soap in the tub Now I have have famous friends who like coke and they're drugged Dancing with me, Jerry Sandusky, and the Pope in the club Jerry's trying to get a tug but it isn't paying enough Now if he doubles it I'll tug it in the bathtub with bubbles And a rubber ducky that I got on tour Kentucky with some groupies Where I had got lucky with some s**y-s**y trust me honey bunny If you f** me you gonna leave with runny nose I be running in these hoes ain't no condom on, f**ing f**, me