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TYLER THE CREATOR lyrics : "Commercial"

[Verse 1]
My life? Screw it, with a drunk (*##$
Like what the $#&@ are we doing?

We kissing, I'm weezing, it's time to play Tetris
I play piano, jack off I'm anorexic
I'm $#&@ing asthmatic, my records problematic

Talking to myself because my therapist done had it
All the racial slurs from the wanksters playing from Lenny Kravitz
Love Lockdown like I am some sort of !@$)got

But I'm not in the first place
Waiting on my dad to say hi on my birthday
Cause Jesus wouldn't even be my friend on Church day

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way
In the jungle, I planned on the keeper
Inside of the cage cause I'm a mother$#&@ing Zebra

Obama's in office, ^!$$%s get job like teachers
Looking out !@$!ed kids screaming out $#&@ slob, Jesus


[Hook: Casey Veggies]
And I can write a hook fast
I can get straight to the cash

Y'all ^!$$%s come last, I'm first though
No rehearsal, I know it all like Urkel
You can call it commercial

So turn it up, turn it up (Watch it)
Odd Future won't stop it


[Verse 2]
I make music for a reason, didn't vote Obama
So you can charge me with treason

Year round $$#hole, the $#&@ you season
The flu, I'm sick that's why everybody sneezing
I'm always cheesing, smile for a reason

$#&@ as I $#&@ you, I'm always teasing
My daughter need milk and a quilt
So I'm selling the the haze for six bucks cause she always sneezing

Some people need drugs, some people need dubs
On they car note to go to the club
But really, really, really, all I need deep down, is a hug


[Hook]


[Verse 3]
Look, I'm back like ^!$$%s on a bus
With a Rosa Parks state of mind, I don't give a $#&@

And I'm strolling Down South like Good Luck Chuck
In a Malcolm X shirt chilling with the Ku Klux
Klan, I ain't nothing to $#&@ with

O.F. clan they ain't nothing to $#&@ with
The O.F. clan they ain't nothing to $#&@ with
This "Black Snake Moan" is something to suck (*##$

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