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Odd Octubree ft. Tyler, the Creator & Casey Veggies
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Uh, yeah
How you doing today?
Uh, yeah, uh huh, yeah
Ace the Creator, man
Look
Casey Veggies, uh huh
Odd Future, look
Look
Hello, the hype is so mellow
Bitch I'm dope, but my pipe is so yellow
The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title
Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and
If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring out my assets
Nigga the sound on acid, tablets
Stussy's G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses
I suffer from ADHD
I should win a fucking award for being me
Beat banging the tom-toms
My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons
Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender
'Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender
Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts
I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off
And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off
Step one, pull your panties down and start to piss off
Step two, run to your radio, turn this shit off
Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help
So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me
With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
Uh huh, yeah
Ace, the Creator, man, uh
Casey Veggies, yo, uh huh
Odd Future, nigga
Get used to it, uh
Let me, ay, I'm gonna slow it down real quick for you, look
I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan
I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand
On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets
I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure
I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at?
The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme, uh
Yeah
We gotta speed it up, we trying to get to the mall
Trevor B in on the boards, brandUn DeShay
Right here for y'all
It's what I do, don't get it misconstrued, ah
One half of Arcade
Step your game up, wait up, uh, yeah
It's the mixtape extraordinaire
Hip hop went M.I.A., I only sort of cared
But thanks to me and the cool kids and Casey V
And plus A-C-E the Creator
Y'all niggas is playing yourself, masturbators
If you could, you'd hate on yourself, master haters
Hello ladies, the Val Venis with no towel
Y'all always come with chicken like Kung Pao
I'm always off the top like Kung Lao
I had to let it bang like gun powder
I can assist it
Y'all really gonna miss them when I'm gone
If I ever exit
I feel like I come with Benedict
Like eggs and not Arnold and traitors, y'all haters
You're so flagrant with your foul behavior
Dr. DeShay, you can dial a pager
I ain't need this, I'm so sick I need cough syrup
If y'all ain't catch it, just rewind like a rip
I am the purest since blue magic
I am legend and I do classics
And I do problems, mathematician cause I do solve them
Ah, okay, you're a goon, but what's a goon to a goblin?
Okay, what's a goblin to a monster? Okay, what's a monster to a beast?
A monsterbeast
And that's me, because I make monster beats
I do a show and have they block looking like Contra streets
Oh, turn the volume up
You still talking that mass and volume stuff, yuh
It ain't a test to me
Y'all niggas ain't even heard the best of me
Got you going like ecstasy
Uh, yeah
It's Case-eezy and it ain't easy being me-eezy
I mess with the Yeezy and the Jeezy
And oh yeah, the Weezy
Left me right where, where you leave me
I got it all, it's no need to tease me
I'm coming in the game, you niggas ain't even see me
Told you my lines and you didn't even believe me
And I'm a book, come and read me
I'm blood, come bleed me
Slip straight to 90's, get off of my Steezy
Yeah, because the haters always acting up
And I'm attacking ya, never back it up
First song get oh boy'd
Now all the girls like "Oh boy, oh boy"
And I don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
And I'm coming to a store near you
Nigga why would I fear you?
You can't tell me nothing, I didn't hear you
I'm riding from night 'til the next day
Maybe balling, spent 50 on the coat sway, no way
(Yo, because)
It's only one way up so I ain't going down
They around know I'm around when I come around
Yung Joc because it's going down
From the brayer and first to Supreme
All these niggas know that the kid stay clean
Custom, why you think my momma named me Casey?
So I can change into it
Rap with me, I was craved into it
I'ma get signed cause Ye can't do it
The moment I put the pen to the paper
I'ma keep moving, going through and through it
Uh
Weather man, 3000, lie doctor-ly
Now Casey playing chess with Monopoly
Ain't no nigga stopping he
From kid, nigga what you supposed to be
Bubbly flows and that I'm toastin' he
Hard in the ground, yeah, I'm growing deep
On my mind yeah, I flow when I sleep
And I keep going until I hear that beat beep
Hop into your window, just creep creep
Whenever I take nothing, fake niggas always tryna take something
Yeah, I'ma lay low, my time will come
Keep writing 'til my hands is numb
Vegas trips, told's times fun
Why compete when it's already won?
Call me daddy nigga, you are my son
Shoot for the stars, she is my gun
She's so bomb, I call her a bad one
See Casey Gucci killer figure
Be hoopty, spill her SB's and Nike Maxes
There's only one beer left
Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf
Tempt me, do a number on the label
Eat up all they MC's and drink 'em under the table
Like, "It's on me, put it on my tab kid"
However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it
You're leaving on your face, forfeit
I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
Told him tell her they stole it, he told her he lost it
She told him, "Get off it," and a bunch of other more shit
Getting money, DT's be getting no new leads
It's like he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me some of what he's drooping off
Soon as he wake up, choking like it was whooping cough
They group been soft
First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off
He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She asked him autograph her derriere, read
"To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd
Love, Villain,"
Take pride in code words
Crooked eye mold nerd geek, with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
Study how to eat to die, by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer's eye
And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel
The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel
They call the super when they need their back, uh, plumbing fixed
"How there only one left? The pack comes in six
Whatever happened to two and three?"
A herb tried to slide with four and five and got caught
Like, "What you doing G?
Don't make 'em have to get cutting like truancy
Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me"
Looser than a pair of Adidas
I hope you brought your spare tweeters
MC's sound like cheerleaders
Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin
DOOM came do his thing again, no matter who be blingin'
He do it for the smelly hubbies
Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Tellie Tubbies
Few can do it, even fewer can sell it
Take it from the dude who wears mask like a 'tarded helmet
He plots shows like robberies
In and out, one, two, three, no bodies, please
Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shotty, nobody move, nobody get hurt
Bring heat, like your boy done gone to war
He came in the door, and "Everybody on the floor!"
A whole string of jobs, like we on tour
Every night on the score, coming to your corner store
There, it is done
Now that the representative from South Africa has been mind programmed
All of the world's leaders on Earth are under my control
And when they meet tomorrow in special session, I, DOOM
Shall be voted master of the world
My plan is foolproof, but just in case
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