Testo di 'Look' di Tyler, The Creator

It's the fucking ah
Yell I came too hard on it
I came way too hard on that
Imma be scaring kids and shit
Let me, let me tone that down
I’m sorry

It's the fucking general
Vans cut shorts
Neck covered in colored emerald
The yellow by the blue
Look like I pissed inside your swimming pool
I'm Mr made a bundle
Fuck being a rapper and lyrical
Here's a ticket to carnival
Barnacles now I gotta brag
Bummer drive right by you
Niggers like I was kinda fat
With a paint job that’s flatter
Than Miley Cyrus’s ass
Ludicrous niggers is hoping
That rapper Tyler crash
I see a victim call the fucking doctors
I'm starting to see symptoms
Faggot getting sick again
Fucker get a syringe and a prayer from all your friends
That are actors that do not have
To pretend with me if they see blood
Cos red and blue like what the fuck's popping?
I'm the blackface with white
America a noose in my pocket
Everyone's dumb or either dead
So you do not have an option
So I'm sorry Martian and activist
I'm bout to tie knots with
And ain't no one gonna stop shit
I'd rather find my pops
Locking lips with a hot locksmith
Find out I was adopted
By chimps and a hippopotamus
Tyler's a fucking animal
When he spit he goes ape shit
So it technically makes sense

Nigger H, nobody ever told me
That I spill more than I drink
I didn’t know that I didn’t know
That I didn’t know
All a non meetings meeting
And greeting boy fickle
Cucumber turn pickle nigger
Nickel by my cellular sickle
Exchange phrases from heroin addicts pistol arms
Niggers go to the drug dealer
Like bristol farm when it get it it's gone
Seated next to Chunky's
Hands fidget marmoset monkeys
This ain’t where I’m supposed to be
At how am I supposed to react
When somebody here test
My nervous I’m clean and sober
And still got a lot on my mind that
I’m getting over only getting older
Snow and slush is colder love
Don’t get you on the bus
Free rides are in the Rover
Where tear drops wet on my shoulder
Started hitting bars whiskey style shit
You know a young nigger
Always finding new outlets
Mentally I’m just crowded but shit
I guess it’s time to change my outfit

Live from the gutter young stunner
Trumps what you niggers blundered
I uppercut'em by the bundle nigger take a number
By my butter never let
Them suckers take me under
Cold like I hate the summer?
You ungrateful son of a bitch
I gave less a fuck and I struck it rich suck my dick
Tell the world that I’m coming don’t fucking spit
Bump your lips guess you really
Ain’t sure who you fucking with
You won’t find me on no office shit
I’m semi auto off this shit
My whole approach is arsenic no party be cautious
With my partners on some raunchy shit
You better use your conscience quick
I swear my whole demeanor all fucked up
Shitting everywhere like
I had a meal off the lunch truck
Dumb fuck come one, one it and get your mug bucked
Love what?No love for these hoes we only love lust
Inhale that marijuana until my lungs bust
Still out for blood when the suns up

Fuck what you been talking 'bout nigger
Got a toddler reputation
Just from chalking out niggers and bagging'em up
Dickies baggy sagging off
My ass abandoned the cuffs
And Wang syndicates the color of the ambulance trucks
Blunt got a nigger feeling like
I'm standing on my head
Wolf pack back up out the shed foaming at the mouth
Got these bitches lip-locking
Britches soggy on the couch
Talking shit bringing profit in and bodies in to count
I told myself just to walk
And let the rumors run
Blue golf overalls jump when them …. come
This the fucking sound of chickens
Coming home and roosting up
The rudest one make a nigger
Take a nigger jewels and run
Hand full of cash other hand full of homes to feed
Who exactly am I supposed to please?
And nigger who the fuck you supposed to be?
Four-five traffic blasting
Tyler pissy cause I'm aching
On his momma Rover seat
Beeline to the substance impair the judgment
Sticking to the script thumb
Sticking to that pump grip
Wolf Gang nigger