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letra de cherish the end - flowervillain

[intro: tyler, the creator]
for your boy, i’m watching freaks and geeks with the trampoline on the floor
i’m tryna cop the new mclaren with the vertical doors, n-gga

[pre-verse: tyler, the creator]
money, money, money, money, money ain’t the motive
what’s your name again? n0body knows it
don’t speak to me n-gga, you not important
i’m focused (two, three, four)
bring in the h-rns

[verse 1: tyler, the creator]
they say i’m nutty, i’m picnic basket
i’m short of a sandwich, i’m peanut b-tter
boyce watkins a f-ggot, please come and get me
said i suckin’ at your neck, like a hickey, boy i’m sicky
like a hiv victim, ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with me
i got banned from new zealand, whitey called me a demon
and a terrorist, god d-mn it, i couldn’t believe it
ban a kid from a country, i never fall, never timber
but you f-cked up as a parent, your child idol’s a nigger
i clearly don’t give a f-ck, so you could run that sh-t back
and f-ck your loud pack, and f-ck your snapchat (man…)
cherry bomb the greatest f-ckin’ album since the days of sound
and that sh-t gon’ pop just like that n-gga that was never ’round
d-mn, ’bout to drop, gas ’em up, thick exhaust
young t, came quick, hard to beat, d-ck is soft
we ain’t lyin’, we the truth, call him simba, beats his hooves
tyler, the creator sweatin’ jesus juice
put that f-ckin’ cow on my level, ’cause i’m raising the stakes
mom, i made you a promise, it’s no more section 8
well, when we ate, it was the steaks, now our section is great
’cause that’s the level i’m at, my n-gga, pass ’em a plate
‘ye!
[interlude] (spoken)
i first met victor von doom in college years ago
he wanted to be alone
alone to pursue his forbidden experiment…

[verse 2: mf doom]
sick sl!ck, hidden in a book
the only way they find it if you’re spittin’ in a hook
listen, don’t look now, keep walkin’
traded three beans for this cow, cheap talkin’
hawk men stalkin’ hear that we hawkin’ often
coughin’ to a coffin, might as well scoff the pork then
he’s like worf, some say stronger though
off the top, jay strongbow, play along bro
wear a mask like yo, off the gong show
flow slow as mongo, don juan thong pro
for ya info when he’s not practicin’ jim crow
or actressin’ and some nympho bimbo
he’s playin’ ray j, the old tape
doom—well what can i say like jj in a gold cape
fill it to the rim like brim
villain and ya won’t find him in no gym
probably a foggy bog with the frogs
with a dot on the guard as he squat on a log
half c-cked and half baked
used to keep a full stock of work, half rocked and half shaked
my mistake, sign a track agreement
for more g’s than lines and cracks in the cement
in any event it’s fake like wrestlin’
get ’em like jake the snake on mescalines
ahem, elixir for the dry throat
tried to hit the high note, villain since a itsy bitsy zygote
by remote, send in the meat wagon
braggin’ mc’s packed in with they feets draggin’
these stats are staggerin’
had his ph.d in indiscreet street hagglin’
villain, his agenda is clear
endin’ this year with dividends to spare, here
it’s not meant for the seein’
went through the ceilin’ after enterin’ his center bein’
a new meanin’ to sales through the roof
guaranteed raw and saw his truth was truth, proof
it’s the return of the tramp
who do a duet jam when ernest goes to camp
for the right earn – kna’mean like vern
we need some more oil for the machines to burn, learn
jiminy crickets
he gets lucky like winnin’ free tickets off sickly lyrics
one man’s waste is another man’s soap
son’s fanbase know the brotha man’s dope
a real weirdo with a bugged rare flow
and the way his hair grow was ugly as a scarecrow
he wears a mask so the charge won’t grab
on a rooftop with a large stone slab
heads up, talk white and thought n-ggerish
refuse to walk tight and got his off the vigorish
black licorice and equally as yucky
how he handled the money was strictly dan stuckie
monkey hustle, man on fire
later for the date than the hadron collider
and cost more, it be seemin’ like a style
doom leave the competition steamin’ like a pile
smile, ding! sparklin’ jewels
in effect like alternate side of the street parkin’ rules
fools, the roach was never dead
live for a week then dehydrate with a severed head
instead, it was depicted as fl!cked in
split, the wicks lit

- flowervillain

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