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Tyler, The Creator – Golden Lyrics

Dr. TC -
"Tyler, you obviously have some fucking problems... and, this is, this the end of this session ah... lets... , is there anything else you gotta say?"

Mom is getting jealous I see my manager more,
Than I see her before I go on tour and it hurts(yeah)
I miss the days where this was fun but now it turned into work
It getting legal so I gotta watch the shit that I blurt, out
(As you should this shits on radio)
My friends have been turnin in the opposite
Because my life is turning in to opposite of sloppy risk
And all the bitches who forgot about me wanna ride my dick
Harder than the white kids who copy, shit
Ending it is all I fucking think about
That's the shit I think about
All alone balling till my mafucking eyes bleed
See he's a leader in person and smiles
Shit get disgersting when there's no person
Around talking discussion shit

I'm putting myself at a distance, for instance
My bestfriend is now my fucking assistant
Niggas saying free earl without even knowing him
They're missing the new album, I'm missing my only friend

When I say, "Odd" ya'll say "future"
I, ahhh nah that shits corny as fuck
To these white kids,
Char broiled nigga on these dark beats
Nauseous with the natzi but it's normal what the cops seem
Awesome at his concert but he never had a pop, see
Mommy was a living single queen with a lot-tie
so when my wallets piling with some partly colored paper I,
Lace her cause she gave me a lot at such a young age

20, why didn't she, get that abortion
Probably cause that motherfucking embryo was morphing
The 2 grammy winning schizophrenic fucking orphan
Ooops I mean bastard, skinny ass disaster
Mom works hard still working on her masters
Son lies about taking classes at community colleges
To record some bullshit he calls bastard
Start a fucking coat clash his talents in a brash way
Before he even had a moustache and cash
And all I got was a fucking shitty article in thrasher

That aint shit man
Fuck that nigga
Fuck that, fuck all this shit
You're not
You don't fucking help me with shit, fuck
Fuckyou, fuck you
Fucking fuck
I killed my fucking friends, fuck
I didn't fucking sign up for this shit
I'm not fucking crazy
No, fuck this shit

Ima grab the nina and find a nice sabrina
Cause I can't even chose between otaaga or serina
And I'm not even human I'm a body shaped demon
With some seamen in my sac and some problems in the back
And a life that's filled with crap and a finger filled with hate
And a gat that's filed with love, now that opposites attract
I can finally be one, like a marriage and a church
But this marriage has a hearse
And the parents of the one that's getting married has a curse
And it's made up inside of him, too late to reimburse
But wait... it gets worse
All the guests that's in the church all decided to disperse
So there was no body who could stop the wedding with convers
So they tied the knot, now it's too late to reverse this...
Arrangement the nurse is amazed at the hurt
That he was paining but it obvious in all the photos he was paining
Now a bunch of whispering emirs

... and then the nurse blurts (what the fuck is his problem?)
Why didn't anybody ask him first?

Get the fuck away from me, get away from me

... cause nobody gave a fuck, get the fuck off me.

Dr. TC-
Someone gave a fuck Tyler, and the person that gave a fuck was me
See your not going crazy. It's me, I'm your bestfriend, Tyler. I know everything, I know everything about you. You've been helping yourself this whole time. Your friends, they're just figments of your imagination. Dr. TC, you see Tyler, I'm your conscience. I'm Tron Cat, I'm Ace, I'm Wolf Haley, I'm me.
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Songwriters: Tyler Okonma
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