Odd Future - Anarchy | Текст песни

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• Anarchy

I'll make her a fan next
O.F. shows six tickets to row six
She catch six I throw six
She stretch dicks aerobics a blow fish
I know this, this ho-bitch
I sold tits to old rich motherfucks who she gold-digs (GIMME THAT GOLD!)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Guns n Roses! Fucking Posers!
Nigga keep spittin' that snotty noses
Keep preaching that hocus pocus
I keep three sixes cause the shit is bogus
Boloney, malarkey, hutch and starsky
Shit is gettin' fishy wit' a box of sardines
Now I gotta eat them like shark and the shit is
Getting harder than a concretes dick
O.F. Sergent
Cleaner than a virgin tryin' to fuck de-tar-gent
Thats a bargain
Wolf gang wolf gang cats is barking
Try calling the bounce
Nigga guns is sparking!
Light is darkened end is starting
The car of giving a fuck is parking
Feel that heart beat n' get that car key
And drive the motherfucker into that anarchy!!
Start that car
Drive to nowhere and nowhere's far
And when you get there say hi to the dead kids walking
GO!

[Outro]
Hodgy: Tyler nigga you driving kinda fast nigga
Tyler: I know *laughs*
Hodgy: Yo, I dare you to drive a little faster
Tyler: *laughs*
Hodgy: I dare you to drive a little faster
Tyler: Ima do it
Hodgy: O shit! Ey man look at that anarchy
Tyler: Where
Hodgy: Nigga I dare you to fucking drive into that shit. I fucking dare you!
Tyler: hmmmm
Hodgy: Nigga you not gonna do it. I FUCKING DARE YOU!!!
*car drives and turns around*
Tyler: uhhh *laughs*
*car parks*
Tyler: ummm alright GO!!
*car takes off*

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