Tyler, The Creator - Golden Lyrics
[Intro: Dr. TC]Tyler you obviously have some *****ing problemsAnd this is the end of this session, let's anything else you've gotta say?[Verse 1]Mom is getting jealous I see my manager moreThan I see her before, I go on tour and it hurtsI miss the days when this was fun but now it turned into workThey getting legal, so now I gotta watch the shit that I blurt outMy friends are turning into oppositesBecause my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wristAnd all the *****es who forget about me want to ride my dickHarder than the white kids that copy shitEnding it is all I *****ing think about, that's the shit I think aboutAll alone, bawling 'til my motha*****in' eyes bleedSee, he's a leader in person and smile, shit gets disgurstingWhen there's no person around, talking discussion shit, manF*ck, I'm putting myself at a distanceFor instance, my best friend is now my *****ing assistantNiggas saying "Free Earl" without even knowin' himSee, they're missing the new album, I'm missing my only friend[Interlude]When I say Odd, y'all say FutureOdd.. uh-uh, that shit's corny as *****(Tyler, you have a cult following)To these white kids?[Verse 2]Charbroiled nigga on these dark beatsNashes with the Nazis but it's normal what the cops seeAwesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, seeMommy was a living single queen with a lot teeSo while my wallet's piling with some symbolic colored paperI lace her, cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age20, why didn't she get that abortion?Probably cause that mother*****in embryo was morphingInto a Grammy winning schizophrenic *****ing orphanOops I meant bastard, a skinny ass disasterMom works hard, still working on her mastersSon lies about, taking classes at community collegeJust to record some bullshit he calls BastardStart a *****in cult, clash his talents in a brash wayBefore he even had a mustache and cashAnd all I got was a *****in' shitty article in Thrasher[Interlude]I'm not crazy, I'm a *****ing table, I'm a *****ing table![Verse 3]I'mma grab the Nina and find a nice arenaCause I can't even choose between Ortega or SupremaAnd I'm not even human, I'm a body shaped demonWith some semen in my sack and some problems in the backAnd a life that's full of crap, and a finger filled with hateAnd a gat that's filled with love, now let opposites attractI can finally be one like a marriage in a churchBut this marriage has a hearse and the parents of the oneThat's getting married has a curse and it's made up inside of himToo late to reimburse but, wait it gets worseAll the guests that's in the church, all decided to disperseSo there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converseSo they tied the knot, now it's too late to reverseThis arrangement (Yes it is) and the nurse is amazed at the hurtThat he was painting but it was obvious in all the photosHe was paining, now a bunch of whispering immerse[Outro]And then the nurse blurts(What the ***** is his problem, here, we have two doses to give him, here)Why didn't anybody ask him first?(I've been asking you this whole time)Because nobody gave a *****(Someone gave a ***** TylerAnd, uh, the person that gave a ***** was meSee, you're not, going crazy, it's me, I'm your best friend TylerI know everything, I know everything about youYou've been helping yourself this whole timeYour friends, they're just figments of your imaginationDr. TC, see Tyler, I'm your conscienceI'm Tron Cat, I'm Ace, I'm Wolf Haley, I'm..)Me
