Goblin

You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone

You don't even have the balls to begin with

What you need is me, someone to talk to

Uh, it's been a while since our last session

So, tell me what's been going on

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I'm not a f*cking role model （I know this）

I'm a 19 year old f*cking emotional coaster with pipe dreams

Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's bumping all of my shit

These mothaf*ckas think I'm supposed to live up to something? Shit

I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless

But getting more pussy cause I tell b*tches I'm Wood Harris （As you should）

From Philly to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares

At skateparks and airports all in the year, it's weird

Yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindf*cked

Now competition missing like that n*gga my mom f*cked

He still hasn't called me yet （That's not your fault）

But that's a whole f*cking different argument, shit I got over it

And the couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy

A couple hot pockets and grandmom could stop cooking

Them nasty ass collard greens, pressures on me like this top hat

Bastard intro, how the f*ck I'm gonna top that?

Okay, you guys called me

I'm not a f*cking rapist or serial killer, I lied

Made a couple thou' and I just don't know what to buy yet

The 'Preme shit is free and I don't drink so f*ck a wine set

N*gga f*ck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity

F*cked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity

Oh that's a triple three six, isn't he a devil worshiper?

Cause I'm too f*cking ignorant to do some research?

I'm the star of the group （Yeah）

So no one else gets the respect that they deserve cause of you

（Bastard was good though） What you think I record it for?

To have a bunch a critics to call my shit a bunch of horrorcore?

Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious

Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends the way I really f*cking feel

Of course they only listen to lyrics about me pissin' off

In the tombs of Lara Croft, I'm getting pissed off

Message boards are on my dick, I need a pissing waiver

Let me bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor

I ain't even skate anymore, I'm too f*cking busy

People excited thinking shit is so tight

Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like

What the f*ck you want me to do? Start to gobble his mic?

And start Jackson him off until his cock's blasting off?

F*ck that, these n*ggas ain't f*cking with me

Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech of the nique

And all this underground bullshit that's never gon' peak

On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week

I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T

And some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop

That's bull of the sheet but they want to critique

Everything that we, Wolf Gang, has ever released

But they don't get it, cause it's not made for them

The n*gga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him

But they do not have the mindset, that same as him

I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him