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lirik lagu tyler, the creator - wolfswag

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[verse 1]
i’m in your room now your screaming for help
anxiety attack so you p~ss on yourself
and you pray to god that one of your neighbors can help you
but that won’t happen i’m helter skelter (cheese)
in my lobby, they can’t find me
i’m not a maniac, i’m a zombie
i’mma rappin dinosaur neo n~z~
b~tch you better call on god or gandhi
better hope jesus come baptize you
because i’m about to come rape or sodomize you
keep doing that until i realize you
dead from the sound boom when i pound you
i’m a night stalker, catching b~tches walking after dark in parks
hit that corner, then they’re gone
they can’t call for help because i took their phone
using up minutes, use them to call my homies just to tell them that i’m in it
b~tch i dare you to scream
haven’t you heard of sarah? that’s me
i made that b~tch my milk tits
i was dressed up like lisa simpson
put her to sleep, quick in my hilton
now i’m bout to change your name to ruth wilson
voices in my head like k!ll them
amityville insanity pill
i can’t swallow my cavities
they’re strictly from these casualties, that’s really good with ham and cheese
load them up on craigslist
my email address is:
how~you~doing~my~name~is~tyler, and you’re a dead b~tch
(first)
[verse 2]
i’m the night stalker
you live in this coherent
i hop through your window like n~ggas off martin laurence
i stalk white woman and listen to john lennon
and cotton and lemon dresses you’re guessing that i’m a monster, so i’m guessing that i’m a motherf~ckin person, cursing, scoping out my next victim, scoping out a person, that blonde bell is who i’m gonna get, murder not yet, but you’ll see
i roll with a gang with these skaters and musicians that can probably make you body disappear like a magician, have you wishing that you wish you was with the only n~gga that would kiss you
now to see you on the back of carton missing
just like robin hood, i play that fox that megan’s good
i blow your house down
come from downstairs, down in bas~m~nts
where your face went
problems in my tops that’s probably from pops not being there
now i just stare at laptops, crying over sarah
ain’t know the terror, broke her heart down right down the faucet
i ring your doorbell and i hit your doormat
cops get suspicious so i shouldn’t record that
cellphone ringing, you should ignore that
they’ll call back when they figure out you can’t
better stop praying try getting the lord back, causing i’m attacking as soon as the crack of the door traps
getting slapped next to crannies and
crackheadx in the back where i’m
yeah you little sl~t, what?
ran outta luck
you saying “no” only makes the blood pump to my p~n~s
you can tell the cops but i bet they won’t believe it
you consider me a rapist, they’ll consider me a g~nius
(first)


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