Window

Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

<Intro: Dr. TC>

Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all your friends here

For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper

But, I just brought all your friends to talk to you

Because, they're really worried about you

I thought it would be better if, they could talk to you

<Verse 1: Domo>

It was all a dream, I used to read Complex magazines

When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times

Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line

Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime

In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest

And get high sticking bad heinas in *******s

I'm the flyest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit

I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this

I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now

30 thousand feet gon' make it hard for me to simmer down

Another flight, another beat, another city, wow

Thus another couple ******* crying when I kick 'em out

Where we at? We on top of the world

<Verse 2: Frank Ocean>

And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park

I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back

Hurling himself at cars, and flirting with blonde Cadillacs

All was gray, all was gray, Frankie had the blues in fact

Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat

Teenage males, couldn't tell I was going through it

Had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black

Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at

Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nakel

Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and Matt

Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back

We live inside a house that says ******* 'em on the welcome mat

Deep inside the ear c*******s of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's

Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, where we at?

<Verse 3: Hodgy>

Swell motions get promotions, to my whole team

Hell yeah I smoke **** cause I like to go green

Professor Beats educates *******s, let me proceed

Shine chandelier bright might make your nose bleeds

We at Randy's ordering that 306

Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix me

Your ******* is coming along, yeah she hum to my song

Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur

No longer, but we were in premature, immature

She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt

On the floor then pick it up, out the door, door

Chased, an imaginary friend, a reverie absorption

Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion

Where we at? We on top of the world

<Verse 4: Mike G>

Everything they say I'd never have, I'm seeing

Now, I bet they see that we balling like All-Star Weekend

Always been the most cool, they chase our shade

They say life switches pace when you got ******* made

So I'm just tryna get paid, don't you remember the days

When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane

And too often they think that they could stop me

Now every show we makin' half a Maserati

And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi

Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me

Everything stays in the box like fighters in hockey

Miss me if you're thinking we slack, work hard

I got the world saying every single Friday is black

Took your *******, you ain't getting her back, cause she know

Where we at *******? We on top of the world

<Interlude: Tyler>

Where we at, *******s?

Where the ******* we at, man? You *******s don't know me, huh

Where we at?

<Verse 5: Tyler>

Down to *******g Earth, huh, down to *******g Earth, huh

******* everybody, here goes some extra girth Sir

You *******g critics are making my nerves hurt

Since I'm saying ******* everybody I guess that I'm a *******g pervert

My window is a book and I'm a *******g crook

Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook

My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either

I ain't signed a *******g deal yet

But when I do Clancy and Dave are taking percentages

That could pay the whole *******g city's mortgage

Hopefully I make a lot of porridge from touring in *******g Oregon

From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the bill

******* is getting real, people begin to feel

Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big *******g deals

About some *******, they ******* and pout

(Can we get backstage man?) No, *******, it's sold out

(Come on why you holding out, I though we was boys, without me

You wouldn't be Tyler the Creator, you're from the Dirty

I can tell whenever you perform, a leopard can't change it's spots)

But I'm a *******g unicorn (Whatever man)

Look, you can't stop me, I'm going full monty

******* that, I'm H****r, everyone's a *******g N**i

Wolf Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be

And I be where, anybody cares

I try to preach "******* age, live dreams and have fun"

(Here’s some give a *******, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some

(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the wrong side

Of the bed, when I don't even *******g have one?

When I'm on that stage I feel important

A whole *******g assortment of children that's taking Ritalin

Because the teacher said that the therapist wasn't feeling him

You gotta be *******g kidding me

At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's hero and they fear it

You can hear it when that little ******* is reciting my lyrics, yeah I'm rebel *******

Cheer it, dead parents everywhere, it's smelling like teen spirit

Okay, ******* it, Elvis has left the building

<Gunshots>