Ha ha ha ha!. Welcome, every-fucking-body. to the Odd Future, "Radical" {YOU FUCKIN BITCH!}. Starving, Tyler the Creator, Hodgy Beats. Left Brain, Earl Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis.
her cold blue eyes reflect like static on a broken televison, except without the hiss.. her blood red lips are cracked like the desert floor.. and she never gave me a chance to see her true colors...and now its too late..
Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,. fuck that bitch !. Fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama, fuck yo mama,. whoop that trick !. (x2). . I dont give a fuck, i dont give a shit,.
[Verse 1]. I'm rolling through Ladera in a Beemer looking cleaner. Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that fajita. My passenger seat is occupied by Senorita.
It lost all meaning, cause I know i'm numb to the feeling. A stranger inside me, that I know I have to compete with. It lost all meaning, cause I know i'm numb to the feeling.
I turned my eyes away from you.. but when I looked back your smile was still there, resting on broken wings.. I'll carry you and the weight of your sins along with, the demons on my back..
Soo this is what it feels like when dreams come crashing down. and the lies you spoke no longer hover out of reach.. . This is where the stones we so carefully built our future on slip into the sea. there's the bitter taste of remorse in my mouth, and the shadow of betrayal on my face..
[Hook:]. All the bad bitches boo when you rap. I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact. I got one in the front and two in the back. And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back".
[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt]. I know everyone has their own fucking version of this. But no one did it justice, so here we go, uh. . [Verse 1]. Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits.
[Verse 1: Hodgy]. Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes. Hodgy Beats, where he? Looking for a large payroll. Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos.
Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis, throwing chairs, killing shit. I'm half privileged, think white and have nigger lips. A tad different, mad smart, act ignorant.
[Hook]. I got these bitches brewin'. Fuckin' up my gold pots. . [Verse 1]. You like my songs, I like your tits. But deep down, I don't really like you bitch.
The moment you've all been waiting for. . Uh, say hello to the great one. Mixtapes for free homie, here take one. It might come in handy, a record deal was the best thing.
[Verse 1:]. Bitches think I'm crazy but I'm normal. I just come off as a psycho maniac when I'm performing. That's an act so I won't bore you to death.