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Domo Genesis lyrics : "Super Market"

[Tyler]
In this $#&@in' line at Ralph's buyin' granola bars
Left my member's card and now this %#@! gon' have an extra charge

This old (*##$ in front of me buyin' a color printer
TV dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner


[Domo]
So here I am at the store for some chips
That I'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and %#@!

And I'm still high, so I'm tryna dip
But I'mma cut through the line to get outta this (*##$


[Tyler]
What the $#&@, who the $#&@'s this gay ^!$$% in fake Gucci?
Jordan numbers, whatever, wood chain with a Jesus

Hey you, what the $#&@ you think you doin'?

[Domo]

^!$$% $#&@ you! I'm just eatin' ruffles, gotta lotta stuff, fool
So, why don't you $#&@in' wipe that stupid look on your face


[Tyler]
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
And shoot caps at knee caps to make it harder to run

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

[Domo]

^!$$%, I'm a samurai, cut your skinny $$# in half
Look up at the aftermath, blow some $#&@in' hash and laugh


[Tyler]
I'm a $#&@in' ninja and a jedi and I am from Compton
Better pick a better option 'fore these Nikes get to stompin'

Chompin' at your oxygen chords, you fat fake Kenan Thompson
Like a virgin, cherry !@$)got, we could get it poppin'


[Domo]
I bet you lock and drop it !@$)got (*##$, you ain't from Compton
Dumbo ears, you Mary Poppin with the piece that Kel was rockin'

I will $#&@in' beat yo $$#, box logos through the glass
I'll hit you hooky like you skippin' class, Lee would get the math


[Tyler]
Oh really? You're silly givin' tip drills to nilly
Get them Ruffles no ... cause Kiara might kill me

Aw, $#&@ this, I'm grabbin' two kitchen knives
And stabbin' this Ice Cube look-a-like to show you a ^!$$% with attitude


[Domo]
Wait, I heard about you from that other ^!$$% Earl
How you traveled to Milan and now it only likes girls

I'll roundhouse you into a $#&@in' basket
Push you into an old lady baggin' plastic
Hope you get the message, I will stomp you into potholes

And fill you up with shells but you're used to eatin' tacos

[Tyler]

Oh, a Taco joke, Domo smoke, I heard
Your album sound like some %#@! a fake Wiz Khalifa papa wrote
I'm insulted, %#@!, damn, somebody grab the Charmin

Nevermind these messages, Monica her ^!$$% armin'

[Domo]

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
Red dot his forehead cause Riley's into Hinduism
And hipsters who happen to be your listeners

Doobies roll your booty ho Alexis know the truthy, bro

[Tyler]

Oh, a Lexus? I drive that all around
The western hemisphere like all of Kiara's ex's
And bet this, I'm a motha$#&@in' monster

$#&@ talkin', I'll stab you with this $#&@in' rocket launcher

[Domo]

When I @@#! the beam back, I'm aimin' for Supreme hats
Go to hell, I mean that, burn you like green backs

[Tyler]
You don't mean that, you !@$)got, I'll get your back and I'll snap it

And strangle you with that $#&@in' leather jacket
Fall, (*##$, give me everythin', I'm takin' all this
And fleein' the scene on Rufus, my evil walrus, (*##$
$#&@ you, I'm out


[Domo]
I'm high as $#&@ and I didn't call for all this
I'mma get on my zombie %#@!, wait, here's my carcass

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