Testo della canzone Goblin (Tyler, The Creator), tratta dall'album Goblin

Goblin - Tyler, The Creator

You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone
You don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is me, someone to talk to
Uh, it's been a while since our last session
So, tell me what's been going on

I'm not a fucking role model (I know this)
I'm a 19 year old fucking emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's bumping all of my shit
These mothafuckas think I'm supposed to live up to something? Shit

I'm still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris (As you should)
From Philly to Paris, I'm getting these weird stares
At skateparks and airports all in the year, it's weird

Yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindfucked
Now competition missing like that nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet (That's not your fault)
But that's a whole fucking different argument, shit I got over it

And the couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy
A couple hot pockets and grandmom could stop cooking
Them nasty ass collard greens, pressures on me like this top hat
Bastard intro, how the fuck I'm gonna top that?

Tyler, you'll top it, you'll top that, you're a very capable individual
Okay, you guys caught me
I'm not a fucking rapist or serial killer, I lied
You know, you just want attention, you'll be fine
I try to hard, huh? (No, you don't)

Made a couple thou' and I just don't know what to buy yet
The 'Preme shit is free and I don't drink so fuck a wine set
Nigga fuck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
Fucked in the head, I lost my mind with my virginity

Oh, that's a triple three six, isn't he a devil worshipper?
Cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research?
I'm the star of the group (Yeah)
So no one else gets the respect that they deserve cause of you

(Bastard was good though) What you think I record it for?
To have a bunch a critics to call my shit a bunch of horrorcore?
Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious
Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends the way I really fucking feel

Of course they only listen to lyrics about me pissin' off
In the tombs of Lara Croft, I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick, I need a pissing waiver
Let me bust one in they mouth, I know they feel the flavor

Can't they just be happy for me like, a kid with nothing, living out his dreams?
Why they got to fucking hate?
I think everyone's happy, everyone's in a dream
Everyone loves you Tyler, you have to believe that
I ain't even skate anymore, I'm too fucking busy
I can barely kickflip now
Why? Why is that? Do you not have any free time at your house?
What the fuck you mean "I'm not talented?"
You see the shit that I've been doing?
I have, I mean, you're a great person
I'm not that great of a rapper, but as a whole, I'm pretty cool, right?

People excited thinking shit is so tight (For what?)
Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to do? Start to gobble his mic?
And start Jackson him off until his cock's blasting off?

Fuck that, these niggas ain't fucking with me
Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech of the nique
And all this underground bullshit that's never gon' peak
On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week

I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that real hip hop
That's bull of the sheet but they want to critique
Everything that we, Wolf Gang, has ever released

But they don't get it, cause it's not made for them (They don't, it's not made for them)
The nigga that's in the mirror rapping, it's made for him
But they do not have the mindset, that same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot, shame on him

It is, but Tyler, you're going to have to cut down on that "faggot" word
That's very... that's a bad word
I'm not homophobic
I mean, I don't think you are
Fine, well, since the last time we...
The fuck is a good performance?
I get on stage and I have as much fun as I can
I mean, you, you, it seems like you have fun
I mean, they're really random
And it's ADD
Who doesn't have ADD?
Well, I don't
I mean, sometimes, you're just really out in the distance
And we just want to know, what's the problem for this?
I wish Thebe was here

Therapy's been sinning and niggas getting offended
They don't want to fuck with me cause I do not fuck with religion
You see that's my decision, you fuckers don't have to listen
Here, put this middle finger in your ear (I'd rather not)

When someone gets blamed cause some white kid had aimed his AK-47
At 47 kids, I don't wanna see my name mentioned

(I don't think anyone's going to men--)
(I don't think anyone takes you serious enough to believe you)

College wasn't working and I wasn't working
So I was at home jerking off until my dick was hurting
But I was determined to be great, so those classes can wait
Cause the four days that I went, I wasn't learning shit

Now I'm living dreams that I wanted since 8
I can afford to get my mother something on her birthday

Well, you explained to me that you were in school, but I...

They claim the shit I say is just wrong
Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager, who admits he's suicide prone
My life is doing pretty good, so that date is postponed for now

Wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons nigga throw them at pedestrians

So... what are you saying, take advantage?
I mean, you've been doing pretty good
I've seen that...

I still live in my grandma's house
Sell out a fucking show in London just to end up on couches
I hate my fucking life, but when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone, just to put that in doubt then

And then I am confused if I want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playing when I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living room and just pout and shout loud
Inside, sometimes I just want to die

No, you don't
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple armed armies tryna stop 'em
All you fucking lames don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear Prada, I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
Whoa... uhm... alright
Uh, she was telling me you went to New York

Writer(s): Tyler Okonma
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