Tyler, The Creator - Bastard Lyrics
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleepSome food for thought some food for death, go 'head and *****in' eatMy father's dead well I don't know, we'll never *****in' meetI cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressedSomebody call the pastor, this bastard is so posessedThis meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's sonMy mother raised me a single parent so it's apparentThat I got love for my mother, none of you other *****asAre much important I'm gettin' angrier while recordin'I'm feelin' like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of WolvesOdd Future is children that's *****ed up on they mentalSimple but probably not, ***** 'emI'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as *****Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick suckedSuspended from school coolest nigga without effortEasy to spot like black *****es with fake leopardSoak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp onCause this album packs enough evilThat you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with thisI go from AP to JC inside of *****in' weekWakin' up with random girls like "Yo, *****, how the ***** we meet?"I stay with grandma, she always *****in' about her carpetEvery time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shitNo to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classesBy those slow as molasses, take this shit to schoolRaquel treat me like my father like a *****in' strangerShe still don't know I made Sarah to strangle herNot put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a WranglerAll because she said no to homecomin', demons runnin'Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughtsI'm the dream catcher but nothin' but nightmares I caught, go to sleepI wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky***** me the monster said, some how the monster's deadInside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evilWith this state of mind, big moves, Max KeebleI'm on my grind feeble, my music is evilMy *****in' samples are too illegal, play this shit in churchI graduated without honors or a *****in' fatherHe died, no *****, don't even *****in' botherI wanted a brother my mother I told herBut instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nadaSo both of our imaginations are creations of the *****in' situationThat's havin' our brains racin' like Dayton, wearin' some *****in' heeliesI know you *****in' feel me, I want to *****in' kill meBut times I'm so serious you think I'm sillyI'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11Seven. What's religion nigga? I am LegendI roll with skaters and musicians with an intuitionI created O.F. cause I feel we're more talentedThan 40 year old rappers talkin' 'bout GucciWhen they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressin' their peersWith the same problem, the only way to solve themIs to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolverLife's a salad I'mma toss it eat that shit up, Rick Ross itShit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebelliousCause my mother let me do what I wantShe wasn't careless, protective she is the bearThe shit is so bare, my diary isn't hidMy father didn't give a *****, so it's somethin' I inheritMy mom's all I have so it's never meet the parentsWhen Danielle or Malonda decide to *****in' shareThis confused boy, I wanna hug all ya, I'm bad for you kids to listen toSoy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink itMy wrist is all red from the cutterDrippin' cold blood like the winter, the summerIs never that's equivalent to me and SarahWell that's not her *****in name, but I think this shit is cleverMy niggas wanna know if I'm *****in', if I'm kissin'But I'm sittin' here downin' beers simply just wishin'With tear they try to tell me but I never listenCause I don't give a shit like sittin' down pissin'Eighteen, still talkin' to imaginariesHopefully they see the talent I carry just like JimmyLosers can never win me, you can never offend meMy goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend theCeremony with all my homies, I'm suicidalThis my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this***** a deal, I just want my father's emailSo I can tell him how much I *****in' hate him in detail