lirik lagu tyler the creator - oblivion
white b-tches, white girls, white drugs
black girls don’t do it but my type does
f-ck it in my white van, beat her with a nice white nightstand
until i give her gashes where it’s nothin’ but the white meat
e-t-i-h, w’s, double d’s on her knees
white gargle yellow f-ckin’ b-mblebees
use whitey’s as my dinner course for intercourse
so much f-ckin’ white make darth vader have a dimmer force
but of course, i’m the white boy that shows no remorse
pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse
blacc friday, f-ck a n-gg- friday, umm
wolf gang make a white pregnant b-tch wan’ abort
bring the remainin’ red and white pieces to the fort
odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang
with a white box logo with a couple stains
from a black creampie in a whitey, make it light gray
oh wow, obilivion stump
i do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk
what the f-ck? gee willikers and no i’m not drunk
i could have sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch
let you sip casually when you tryna lose calories
i’m not a murderer, this occurance that is happenin’
cause sporadically damagin’ my reputation
see i’m a good guy but when i see dead casualties
my p-n-s gets erected and my nipples are such aroused
and the blouses of these b-tches always end up in my house
and three hours in the showers with the corpse
i’ve -j-c-l-t-d enough s-m-n to sink a boat what, umm
riley’s body is entirely covered and tied up
from my desire now look at the f-ckin’ irony
i killed my manager with an iron
all because the b-tch finally decided to fire me
back at travvy’s house even though that f-ggot admires me
all because i heard that he was talkin’ to danielle
so now that i finally made that f-gs head handheld
he can finally help me m-st-rb-t- and read fan mail
first letter says motherf-cker you’re dead
the king of comedy heard everythin’ that you said
and just in time your head is mine
you crossed the f-ckin’ line like a dirty mexicans
second letter read hey son it’s me
f-ck you, i’m a subject without my permission
third letter quote hey ace i’m addicted to c-ke
wanna ask how i been so?
i make songs about sh-t for attention
put them out randomly hopin’ that i get some
i got problems in my head that i want, no
but i don’t trust anybody, yeah no one
savin’ up 24 bullets with gun
cause i got demons that i cannot let out, umm
hopefully the next alb-m can help me out
cause i’m now, livin’ this life with foolproof doubts
so, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed
but n-body gives a f-ck, f-ck it, signed anonymous
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