sam is dead

Odd Future

[Verso 1: Domo Genesis]
This life is a game, if you wanna play
Then count all your own mistakes
Livin it with no delay
So fast I m getting growing pains
Father didn t show me my instincts to take the open lane
I go insane
All the problems come with my growing age
Blowin Haze
Trying to clear the doubt that s sitting on my brain
I don t complain
But the kid inside me s feeling so restrained
Gotta stay golden
Let desire rekindle the flame
Searchin for the Fountain of Youth, when I m free in my brain

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(Bring in the horns) You hear that fucking brass?
(Fucking brass, nigga) That s little boy nigger with the trumpets
Marchin with the bandwagon
Looking for his heart, no sleeve
But his hand carry muskets
Working in the meadows, Oblivion
Motherfuck Geppetto
He s a leader, not a puppet
Some professors nutty, you re the Klump s dick
So think before you blink, and Aye-Aye make assumptions

[Hook:]
Nigga s!
(Your left! Your left! Your left, right, left!)
Nigga s coming! Damn!
(Your left! Your left! Your left, right, left!)

[Verso 2: Tyler, The Creator]
They want a story, a story
I write the shit that I find very amusing
Cuz all the other fuckin stories are boring
It s really awkward to know, that a bunch of kids do adore me
It s like I fathered these fuckers, so you will find me on Maury
I m still a kid in my heart, so I have a problem maturing
But it will come from experiences and shit I see touring
I m like a bird when I m soaring, really high
And I m really horny, from watching this porn
Nope

[Bridge:]
(Bring in the horns) You hear that fucking brass?
(Fucking brass, nigga) That s little boy nigger with the trumpets
Marchin with the bandwagon
Looking for his heart, no sleeve
But his hand carry muskets
Working in the meadows, Oblivion
Motherfuck Geppetto
He s a leader, not a puppet
Some professors nutty, you re the Klump s dick
So think before you blink, and Aye-Aye make assumptions

[[Hook:]
Nigga s!
(Your left! Your left! Your left, right, left!)
Nigga s coming! Damn!
(Your left! Your left! Your left, right, left!)

[Second Bridge:]
5
(Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the)
4
(Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the)
3
(Erer-erer-erer br-bring in the)
2
(Erer-erer-erer)
Where s Tyler?

[Verso 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Bottom of the countdown
Shit ain t been the same since I found out
Hodgy Beats ghost wrote for Bow-Wow
Now I m the loud, shot, body-styled, foul mouth fucker
That your teenage kid, likes to bow down
Riding around town in Seattle
With the same shotgun that Kurt used to Click-Clack-Boom-Pow
Still suicidal, but some assume that I m cool now
Cuz I got a fucking award in my own room now
Nope, but I can flip shit like a couch pillow
And have my death silent like a loose vow
The bandwagon turned into caboose, so
So, don t let that little nigger trumpet lose sound
Just let him play