歌手:Tyler, The Creator
专辑:《Goblin》

作曲 : T. Okonma
Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang

I'm a *******in' walkin' paradox — no, I'm not
Threesomes with a *******in' triceratops, Reptar
Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars
Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks
Bedrock, harder than a mother*******in' Flintstone
Making crack rocks outta ************ ************ fishbones
This ************ Jasper tryin' to get grown
About five, seven of his ******* in my bedroom
Swallow the cinnamon, I'ma scribble this sin and ************
While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men
(Syd, shut the ******* up)
Here's the number to my therapist (************)
You tell him all your problems, he's *******in' awesome with listenin'

Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf *******in' Wang

Jesus called, he said he's sick of the disses
I told him to quit *******in', this isn't a *******in' hotline
For a *******in' shrink, sheesh, I already got mine
And he's not *******in' workin', I think I'm wastin' my damn time
I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal
This the revenge of the *******s; that's nine ************ that ************ 9's
This ain't no V. Tech ************, or Columbine
But after bowling, I went home for some damn Adventure Time
(What'd you do?) I slipped myself some pink Xannies (Yeah)
And danced around the house in all-over print panties
My mom's gone, that *******in' broad will never understand me
I'm not gay, I just wanna boogie to some Marvin
(What you think of Hayley Williams?)
******* her, Wolf Haley robbin' them
I'll crash that *******in' airplane at that ************ ************ 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 overachiever, so how about I start a team of leaders
And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver? (Cool)
Green paper, gold teeth, and pregnant golden retrievers
All I want – ******* money, diamonds, and *******; don't need 'em
But where the fat ones at? I got somethin' to feed 'em
It's some cooking books, the black kids never wanted to read 'em
Snap back, green ch-ch-chia *******in' leaves
It's been a couple months
And Tina still ain't perm her *******in' weave
Damn

Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, yeah
Goddamn goblin
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang
Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, yeah

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 writing report
I'm stabbin' any bloggin' ************ hipster with a pitchfork
Still suicidal, I am
I'm Wolf, Tyler put this *******in' knife in my hand
I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that *******in' hole in my head
And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a ************ in your *******
(What the *******, man?) ******* the fame and all the hype, G
I just wanna know if my father would ever like me
But I don't give a *******, so he's probably just like me
A mother*******in' goblin
(******* everything, 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 ************
Dead