Yonkers

作词 : Tyler Gregory Okonma

作曲 : Tyler Gregory Okonma

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

I'm a ******' walkin' paradox' no I'm not

Threesomes with a ******' triceratops' Reptar

Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars

Wearin' synthetic wigs made of Anwar's dreadlocks

Bedrock' harder than a ***********' Flintstone

Makin' crack rocks outta pissy ***** fishbone

This nigga Jasper tryna get grown

About five-seven of his b*****s in my bedroom

Swallow the cinnamon' I'mma scribble this sin and shit

While Syd is tellin' me that she's been gettin' intimate with men

Syd' shut the **** up

Here's the number to my therapist

Tell him all your problems' he's ******' awesome with listenin'

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

Jesus called' he said he's sick of the disses

I told him to quit *******'' this isn't a ******' hotline

For a ******' shrink' sheesh I already got mine

And he's not ******' workin'' I think I'm wastin' my damn time

I'm clockin' three past six and goin' postal

This the revenge of the *****' that's nine c***s that c**k nines

This ain't no V Tech shit or Columbine

But after bowlin'' I went home to some damn Adventure Time

（What'd you do?） I slipped myself some pink Xanies

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

My mom's gone' that ******' 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' 'em

I'll crash that ******' airplane at that f****t ***** 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 over achiever' so how 'bout I start a team of leaders

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

And pick up Stevie Wonder to be the wide receiver

Green paper' gold teeth and pregnant gold retrievers

All I want' **** money' diamonds and b*****s' don't need 'em

But where the fat ones at' I got somethin' to feed 'em

In some cookin' books the black kids never wanted to read 'em

Snap back' green ch-ch-chia ******' leaves

It's been a couple months' and Tina still ain't permed her ******' weave' damn

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

Wolf Haley' Golf Wang

They say success is the best revenge

So I beat DeShay up with a stack of magazines I'm in

Oh not again another critic writing report

I'm stabbing any blogging f****t hipster with a Pitchfork

Still suicidal' I am

I'm Wolf' Tyler put this ******* knife in my hand

I'm Wolf' Ace put that ****** hole in my head

And I'm Wolf' that was me who shoved a c**k in your *****

WHAT THE **** MAN

**** the fame and all the hype G

I just want to know if my father would ever like me

But I don't give a **** so he's probably just like me

A mother ******* goblin

**** EVERYTHING MAN

That's what my conscience said

Then it bunny-hopped off my shoulder now my conscience dead

Now the only guidance I had is splattered on cement

Actions speak louder than words let me try this shit

Dead

Tyler The Creator - Yonkers