Hcapd - Odd Future

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
Many men has met his fate, murder I premeditate
The world is low, the devil waits so I stay high as heaven gates
See I'm on it everyday, minutes never go to waste
If ain't no profit on the way then we cannot negotiate
Scripture texts for holy sakes, who's tellin' what the Lord will say
Until that day, I'll be tunnel vision on the paper chase
Odd Future, f_ck your feelings, check the score we f_ckin' winnin'
Check the list we in the building, stupid swag, Paris Hilton
More potential, you's a liar, step up we will crucify ya
Head first, yea it's going down like a scuba diver
Need the fire, I'll supply ya, put the hire on the block
Swag on deck, if you need it I be overstocked

[Verse 2: Hodgy Beats]
I'm a brother man with a swagger from the motherlands
It tells my hands and rubs my glands, I'm I'll as f_ck, b_tch f_ck your mans
Chingy chong, I'm in Japan, Chinch and Chong wrapped in seran
Keep the bong hash in my canister, I'm headed where it's handed first
Domo rollin' up, Left Brain already smokin'
You smell that loud ounce? Mary Jane has already spoken
My shades on, b_tch I'm lokin', no need for aggravations
Cause a fake n_gga in his death bed will be f_ckin' collaboratin'
Kush escaped without a roller, high roller, no time for strollers
Made it stoned because I'm workin' over, too many posers tryin' to rob my bowl
I'm pretty sure Tyler will represent it, I fell asleep before you b_tch n_ggas present it
I'm f_ckin' authentic, remember it, you motherf_ckers pretending

[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]
Me and Leggo just skate at the mall
Next thing you know wildin' out at Watch the Throne
I had a dead phone so I gave that little n_gga my cam
He snapped that sh_t, the motherf_ckers went HAM
Like Miss Piggy cunt around Kermit
I'm like how many f_cks can I get a day?
F_ck respect, I'd rather hang myself on the wall with a noose on neck
Before I change to fit in your block, so I'll make sure I cannot fit in a house
And I hate genres, f_ck hip hop with their searching cop high top flip flops
In the middle of the winter, y'all like f_ck them kids, like a weird babysitter might say
No diggity, I'm still tryin' to find it but I lost it somewhere in Austin
In a creek with Dawson and this vegan b_tch tryin' to eat my sausage
That sounds awesome
F_ck these parties, I'm real awkward
I stand there, I don't know what to do man
I'd rather be at home with my crew and my new rooms, staring at my brand new MoonMan
Listening to MF Doom and Wooh Da Kid and Bricksquad 1017
Shout out to Waka, rest in peace Slim
Golf Wang motherf_ckin' triple six we is 3 twins
Free my little n_gga sweatshirt
Gay name stitched into my sweatshirt
Bow down until your motherf_ckin' neck hurt
Respect me. Do we run sh_t? N_gga, yes indeed
Cheesh and Chong, I need a bong
But I do have friends who got weed that's strong
I need and hockey, ping pong, a mini ramp
Throwing that tramp on a trampoline
(Have you heard the end of the Window?)
N_gga f_ck the team
Hey, I'm just playin', I love you n_ggas
I hate these n_ggas, f_ck these n_ggas
F_ck everybody who doubted me
The only ones I care about's the ones that surround me
Odd Future!

[Outro: Tyler the Creator]
F_ck all you industry n_ggas man
Y'all see me at parties, start comin' up sayin'
"We must collab" I don't f_ck with none of you n_ggas
All y'all can s_ck my motherf_ckin' d_ck
F_ck all you labels
F_ck every f_ckin' DJ I hope y'all don't play none of my sh_t
S_ck my motherf_ckin' d_ck
And don't come up to me at the next event
I don't want your f_ckin' number, your business card
F_ck your company, I'm not performin' at none of your sh_t
Don't ask for my f_ckin' manager's email
I don't f_ck with none of you n_ggas
Golf Wang, Free Earl n_gga
F_ck Steve Harvey

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