Tron Cat Lyrics - Tyler, The Creator

Satan's getting jealous of the wolves 

The demons say they preferring us 

Books on not giving a fuck, is what they referring us 

Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderous 

And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us 

You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head 

Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads 

While you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead 

Bodies, making red look less of a color more of a hobby 

I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist 

I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit 

And brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter 

Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox 

Atta boy, Odd Future you're not in our category 

Torture with the super soaker at the asian liquor store 

This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore 

That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours 

(Umbrella) I hate this, screaming fuck patience 

Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitian 

After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went 

I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick 

I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose 

Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead goose 

She running around this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose 

Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops 

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Victim, victim, honey you're my fifth one 

Honey on that topping when I stuff you in my system 

Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome 

You got a fucking death wish, I'm a genie it'll get done 

Nice to meet you but it's more pleasant to eat you 

With a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup 

Bitch I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leeches 

Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker 

Jeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep her 

In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang ride around deeper 

Take her to Ladera now she's scared and you're embarrassed 

Filled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errands 

Put her eyes in the canteen, take her to the Berrics 

Stare at Steve say it costs ten to fuck Eric 

Put her in the lake, her body sinks great 

Now it's time to fish her like Derek 

Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dust 

Snuff and sniff, now that Michael Jackson's trying to suck our dick 

Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies, cheerleading squaders 

Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Keke Palmer 

They will never catch him or catch up 

They asked me what it was I told them fuckers it was ketchup 

Nutty like my chex mix, she bleeding from her rectum 

Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus, throwing sets up, yep 

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This the type of shit that make children break in apartments 

When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love them until they heart thin 

Starve her until I carve her then I shove her in the Rover 

Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorder 

Store her in a portable freezer with me to Portland 

Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border 

I'll be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water 

Cause I'll be too fucking busy trying to flirt with Jesus'daughter 

(Fuck Mary) I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins 

Sicker than the starving Nigerian kids barfing 

Odd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvah 

With your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twister 

Evident that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick 

I got these cracker doctors saying yeah Bob, this nigger's sick 

Animal safari, if I offend you I'm sorry 

Because I'm the blackest skinhead since India Arie 

I don't smoke weed so no need for the matches 

I said fuck coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes 

I plan on either dying for suicide or my asthma 

Being the only bastard in a box logo casket 

Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets 

In some Kanye West glasses screaming out "fuck faggots" 

Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick 

Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic 

What the fuck?