Odd Future - Sam (Is Dead lyrics

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Odd Future - Sam (Is Dead lyrics

(Domo Genesis) This life is a game if you wanna play Counting on your own mistakes Livin' it with no delays so fast im gettin' growing pains father didn't show me my instincts to take the open lane I go insane all these problems coming with my growing age blowin' haze Tryna clear the dobt that's sittin' on my brain i don't complain but the kid inside me feeling so restrained gotta stay golden let desire rekindle the flame searching for the fountain of youth while im freeing my brain (Tyler the Creator) (Chorus 1) (Bring in the horns!) You here that f**ing bra** (f**ing bra** n***a) Thats a little boy n******g with the trumpets Marching with the bandwagon looking for his heart , no sleeve but his hand carry muskets (Pow! (echo)) lurking in the meadows, Oblivion Mother f** Gepetto (he's a leader) not a puppet (Man) Some profess this none of your (clumsticks) so think before your blink and eye eye (n**-a**umptions) (Chorus 2) n***as! (Go left, Go left, Go left, right, left) n***as is coming! (Go left, Go left, (n***a) Go left , (n***a!) right, left) n***as! (Go left, Go left, Go left, right, left) n***as is coming! (Go left, (right!) Go left, (n***as) Go left, right, left) (Tyler the Creator) They want a story a story I write the sh** that I find very amusing cause all of they f**in' stories are boring It's really awkward to know that a bunch of kids do adore me It's like I father these f**ers so you won't find me on maury I'm still a kid in my heart so I have a problem maturing but it will come from experiences and sh** I see touring I'm like a bird and i'm soaring really high and I'm really horny from watching this p**n Nope, but (Chorus 1) (Bring in the horns!) You here that f**ing bra** (f**ing bra** n***a) Thats a little boy n******g with the trumpets Marching with the bandwagon looking for his heart , no sleeve but his hand carry muskets (Pow! (echo)) lurking in the meadows, Oblivion Mother f** Gepetto (he's a leader) not a puppet (Man) Some profess this none of your (clumsticks) so think before your blink and eye eye (n**-a**umptions) (Chorus 2) n***as! (Go left, (wolf gang!) Go left, right, left) n***as is coming! (Go left, Go left, (n***a) Go left , (n***a!) right, left) n***as! (Go left, Go left, Go left, right, left) n***as is coming! (Go left, (right!) Go left, (n***as) Go left, right, left) (Tyler the Creator) Five---- Four---- Three---- Two---- Now where's Tyler? Bottom of the countdown sh** ain't been the same since I found out Hodgy Beats ghostwrote for bow wow now i'm the loud shot volume style foul mouth f**er that your teenage kid likes to bow down Riding around town in seattle with the same shotgun that Curt used to Click-Clack-Boom-Pow! Still suicidal but some a**ume that i'm cool now cause I got a f**ing award in my own room now, Nope but I can flip sh** like couch pillow, and have my d**h sliding like a lose vow, Ummm the bandwagon turned into caboose so, so don't let that little n******g trumpet lose sound (Just let him play)