Les phrases les plus mythiques sur Goblin de Tyler The Creator

10 Mai , 2016  

Un sacré psychopate celui là. En gras mes préférées.


The devil doesn’t wear Prada, I’m clearly in a fucking white tee




Jesus called, he said he’s sick of the disses
I told him to quit bitching, this isn’t a fucking hotline

This ain’t no V Tech shit or Columbine
But after bowling, I went home for some damn Adventure Time

(What you think of Hayley Williams?) Fuck her, Wolf Haley robbing ’em
I’ll crash that fucking airplane that that faggot nigga B.o.B is in
And stab Bruno Mars in his goddamn esophagus
And won’t stop until the cops come in

They say success is the best revenge
So I beat DeShay up with the stack of magazines I’m in




Goddamn I love bitches
Especially when they only suck dick and wash dishes
Cook and clean and grant my wishes
And make me and the Wolf Gang sandwitches


fuck Buffy
That little bitch keeps trying to hunt me
Jumping over gates, what the fuck she want from me?
She keeps sending me garlic
How many times I gotta tell her I’m allergic?




All because a nigga just don’t give a fuck
Parents wanna blame me all because their kid is fucking up
But fuck that, you’re a shitty parent, face it, suck it up
That’s what you shoulda did before that nigga bust




Wolves, I know you heard of us, we’re murderers
And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us

You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head
Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads

While you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead
Bodies, making red look less of a color, more of a hobby

I’m not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist
I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit

I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick

Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome

You got a fucking death wish? I’m a genie, it’ll get done

Satan says we’re dangerous, we’re trading kids for angel dust
And snuff and sniff, and now that Michael Jackson’s trying to suck our dick

I don’t smoke weed, so no need for the matches
I said fuck coke and now I’m snorting Hitler’s ashes

(Tron Cat)


I’ll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground
I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

(Hodgy Beats – Sandwitches)



Slip it in her drink and in the blink
Of an eye I can make a white girl look chink
Don’t know what to think, cause last time
I attempted this shit the judge ordered me to see a shrink





And I’m not even human, I’m a body shaped demon
With some semen in my sack and some problems in the back
And a life that’s fill with crap, and a finger filled with hate
And a gat that’s filled with love, now let opposites attract




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