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Yonkers
(专辑: Goblin - 2011)
Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, go I'm a
fucking walking paradox, no, I'm not Threesomes with a
fucking triceratops, Reptar Rapping as I'm mocking deaf rock stars Wearing synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks Bedrock, harder than a
motherfucking Flintstone Making crack rocks outta pussy nigga fishbones (Haha) This nigga Jasper trying to get grown About five, seven of his bitches in my bedroom (Hey) Swallow the
cinnamon, I'ma scribble this sin and shit While Syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men (Syd, shut the
fuck up) Here's the
number to my therapist (Shit) You tell him all your problems, he's fucking awesome with listening (Haha) Uh, Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf fucking Wang Jesus called, he said he's sick of the
disses I
told him to quit bitching, this isn't a
fucking hotline For a
fucking shrink, sheesh, I
already got mine And he's not fucking working, I
think I'm wasting my damn time I'm clocking three past six and going postal This the
revenge of the
dicks, that's nine cocks that cock 9's This ain't no V. Tech shit, 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 fucking broad will never understand me I'm not gay, I
just wanna boogie to some Marvin (What you think of Hayley Williams?) Fuck her, Wolf Haley robbing them I'll crash that fucking airplane that that faggot nigga 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, fuck money, diamonds, and bitches, don't need 'em But where the
fat ones at? I
got something to feed 'em It's some cooking books, the
black kids never wanted to read 'em Snap back, green ch-ch-chia fucking leaves It's been a
couple months And Tina still ain't perm her fucking weave Damn Uh, Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang, yeah Goddamn goblin Wolf Haley, uh, Golf Wang Uh, 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 stabbing any blogging faggot hipster with a
pitchfork Still suicidal, I
am I'm Wolf, Tyler put this fucking knife in my hand I'm Wolf, Ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head And I'm Wolf, that was me who shoved a
cock in your bitch (What the
fuck, man?) Fuck the
fame and all the
hype, G
I
just wanna know if my father would ever like me But I
don't give a
fuck, so he's probably just like me A
motherfucking goblin (Fuck 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 shit Dead
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