Tron Cat Lyrics With Video – Tyler, the Creator | 2011 Song
| Detail | Information |
| Song Name | Tron Cat |
| Singer Name | Tyler, The Creator |
| Lyrics Name | Tron Cat Lyrics |
| Music Director Name | Tyler, The Creator |
| Label | Odd Future Records |
Tron Cat Lyrics
Satan’s getting jealous of the wolves, the demons say they preferring usBooks on not giving a fuck is what they’re referring us (Wolf Gang)Wolves, I know you heard of us, we’re murderousAnd young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with usYou niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting headInstead I rap about fucking bitches and getting headsWhile you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple deadBodies, making red look less of a color, more of a hobbyI’m not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racistI fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shitBrag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matterThen proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterboxAtta boy, Odd Future, you’re not in our categoryTorture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor storeThis the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whoreThat make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours(Umbrella) I hate this, screaming fuck patienceGot a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking HaitianAfter chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate wentI want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dickI make this damn Bullwinkle the red mooseGame of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead gooseShe running ’round this motherfucking dungeon, her legs looseUntil I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops
Victim, victim, honey, you’re my fifth oneHoney on that topping when I stuff you in my systemRape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesomeYou got a fucking death wish? I’m a genie, it’ll get doneNice to meet you, but it’s more pleasant to eat youWith a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacupBitch, I’m Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leechesRubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneakerJeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep herIn the jeeps where the Wolf Gang rides around deeperTake her to Ladera, now she’s scared and you’re embarrassedFilled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errandsPut her eyes in a canteen, take her to the BerricsStare at Steve, say it costs ten to fuck EricPut her in the lake, her body sinks great, now it’s time to fish her like DerekSatan says we’re dangerous, we’re trading kids for angel dustAnd snuff and sniff, and now that Michael Jackson’s trying to suck our dickHippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies, cheerleading squadersGave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Keke PalmerThey will never catch him or catch upThey asked me what it was, I told them fuckers it was ketchupNutty like my Chex mix, she bleeding from her rectumOdd Future wolves stirring ruckus, throwing sets up, yep
This the type of shit that make children break in apartmentsWhen you tell a fucking orphan you don’t love them ’til they heart thin(I hate you!) Starve her ’til I carve her then I shove her in the RoverWhere I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson’s disorderStore her in a portable freezer with me to PortlandCatch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the borderI’ll be the only wetback who ain’t really touched the waterCause I’ll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus’ daughter(Fuck Mary) I’m awesome, and I fuck dolphinsSicker than the starving Nigerian kids barfingOdd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvahWith your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twisterEvident that I’m the shit, I’m the Pooh like Tigger dickI got these cracker doctors saying, “yeah Bob, this nigger’s sick”Animal safari, if I offend you I’m sorryBecause I’m the blackest skinhead since India ArieI don’t smoke weed, so no need for the matchesI said fuck coke and now I’m snorting Hitler’s ashesI plan on either dying for suicide or my asthmaBeing the only bastard in a box logo casketRashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob SagetsIn some Kanye West glasses screaming out “fuck faggots”Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad’s dickDrop the beat here to make it extra climactic
What the fuck?I’m speechless, that was, fuckShit, Tyler, you’re gonna need some helpI’m not a.. fuck it, different subjectHow’s that girl you were telling me about?
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