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letra de the nosebleed [v1] - tyler, the creator

[intro]
f-ck you

[verse 1]
back like n-ggas on a bus
with a rosa parks state of mind, i don’t give a f-ck (i don’t give a f-ck!)
and i’m strollin’ down south like good luck chuck
in a malcolm x shirt, chillin’ with the ku klux
circus cost five, but i’m charging n-ggas six
don’t touch the f-ckin’ bottle, the doctor gave a prescription
for antidepressants, demons sign the petition
in the devil’s home banging pots and pans in the kitchen (kitchen!)

[chorus]
and f-ck you!
this is the nosebleed!
(ahh!!!) and f-ck you!
(the devil’s comin’!)
(mothaf-cka, go home!)

[verse 2]
i’m from the city where it’s windy and the church
they got them n-ggas with cold feet and b-tches with gold t–th
weren’t dressed the same color, all the stripеs was polka dot
with green eyes, long hair, black b-tch like pocahontas
whеre n-ggas failin’ college, nikons and canons
for them black and white collages, your pocket cheese is cottage
yeah, them blue is wet, dumb n-ggas bang your set
i scream “of” like i just learned the f-cking alphabet
and my favorite color, what is it? oh, yeah, it’s yellow
’cause the bass that i kick sound like a tonka
bape section in my closet, look like w-lly wonka
better hide them oompa loompas, i’m a motherf-ckin’ monster
[chorus]
and f-ck you!
this is the nosebleed!
(ahh!!!) yeah, and f-ck you!
ahem, yeah (the devil’s comin’!)
yo (mothaf-cka, go home!)

[verse 3]
now my family matters, and everyone’s a urkel
now the f-ckin’ losers and the squares got they own circle
n-ggas with some mullets and they got some trigger pullies
it’s revenge of the lames, what? we’re torturin’ the bullies
n-ggas hoodies and hoodies with patches, we some rebels
ridin’ on that war ship, pray devil, worship
crucify the horses in the stable when i’m able
when the horsesh-t, bootleg cable with the text
talkin’ to the ghost of amistad posters
soul made of bacon of that bread to get a loaf of
lay you out, same chick, no g-y sh-t
if you got a f-ckin’ problem, catch me on my day-shift
you can check your history back to the karl marx
the only newton laws that i follow is “f-ck ’em all!”
f-ck the government and reagan, that’s in any season
i’m a f-ckin’ animal, somebody better warn the vegans
(ugh!) f-ck lausd, i mean that sh-t for me
here’s a “f-ck you”, give that to the district for free
thoughts deep, coral, for your brain, oral
just a bunch of teenagers, with no morals
[outro]
b-tch

- tyler the creator

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