Tron Cat chords and lyrics - TYLER, THE CREATOR

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[Verse 1]
[Eb][Gm][Am]
[F]Sat[Am]an's getting jealous of the wol[E]ves,
the demons say they preferring us
Books on not giving a fuck is what they're
referring us (Wolf Gang)
Wolves, I know you heard of us,
we're murderous
[F]An d young enough to [Fm]get the fucking
priest to come and [F]flirt with us
[E]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
[F]Bodies, making [Fm]red look less of a color,
[F#m]more of a hobby
[E]I'm not a rapper nor
a rapist nor a racist
I fuck bitches with no permission
and tend to hate shit
Brag about the actions
in a rhyming pattern matter
Then proceed to sat her down when I go
splatter in her chatterbox
Atta boy, Odd Future,
you're not in our category
Torture with the super soaker
at the Asian liquor store
This the type of shit that make a Chris
Brown want to kick a whore
[F]That make songs about [Fm]the wet blockers when
it [F]rains [E]and pours
(Umbrella) I hate this,
screaming fuck patience
Got a nigga shaking like
the calmest fucking Haitian
After chronic masturbation,
[Am]asking where Mary-Kate [E]went
went
[Fm]I want to be the reasons
why all lesbians hate dick
[E]I make thi[Am]s damn Bullwinkle
the [E]red moose
Game of duck-duck-duck tape tape
tape with a dead goose
She running 'round this motherfucking dungeon,
her legs loose
[F]Until I acci[Fm]dentally get the saw to her [F]head,

[Verse 2]
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[Eb]Victim, [Gm]victim, honey, you're my fifth one
[Am]Honey on that topping when I stuff
you in my system
Rape a pregnant bitch and tell
my friends I had a threesome
You got a fucking [F]death wish? I'm a genie,
it'll [Am]get done
Nice to meet you, but [E]it's more
pleasant to eat you
With a leaf of salad [Em]and some dress
[E]ing pouring out a teacup
Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature,
suck your feet up like a beach of leeches
[F]Rubber more than the fucking
[Fm]bottom of a [F]sneaker
[Am]Jeeper the fucking creep[E]er,
get your daughter and keep her
In the jeeps where the Wolf
Gang rides around deeper
Take her to Ladera, now she's scared
and you're embarrassed
Filled with [F]terror, chop [Fm]her legs off and
tell her to run some errands
[Am]Put her eyes in a [E]canteen,
take her to the Berric[Am]s
Stare at Steve, [E]say it costs ten to fuck Eric
Put her in the lake, her body sinks great,
now it's [F]time to fish [Fm]her like D[F]erek
Satan says we're [Am]dangerous,
we're trading kids for angel dust
And snuff and sniff,
and now that Michael Jackson's trying to [E]suck our dick
[Am]Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies,
cheer[F]leading squaders
Gave the team a bunch of fucking
bees and the Keke Palmer
[Am]They will never catch him
or catch up
They asked me what it was,
I told them fuckers it was ketchup
[E]Nutty like [Am]my Chex mix,
she bleeding from her rectum
[Em]Odd [E]Future wolves stirring r[Eb]uckus,
throwing sets up, yep

[Verse 3]
This the type [Eb]of shit that make chil
[Am]dren break in apartments
When 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 Rover
Where I cut [F]her like a barber
with a Parkinson's [Am]disorder
Store her in a [E]portable freezer
with me to Portland
Catch me with a bunch of fucking
Mexicans crossing the border
I'll be the only wetback who
ain't really touched the water
Cause I'll [F]be too fucking busy tryna flirt with
[Am]Jesus' daughter
(Fuck Mary) I'm awesome,
and I fuck dolphins
Sicker than the starving Nigeri
[C]an kids [Am]barfing
Odd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar [F#]mitzvah
With your [Am]sister at [F]the bar playing
leg and arm [Am]twister
Evident that I'm the shit,
I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick
I got these cracker doctors saying,
"yeah Bob, this nigger's sick"
Animal safari,
if I offend you [C]I'm sorry
Because [Am]I'm the blackest
skinhead since In[F]dia Arie
[Am]I don't smoke weed,
[E]so no need for the matches
I [Am]said fuck coke and now I'm
snorting Hitler's [E]ashes
[Am]I plan on either dying for
[F]suicide or [E]my asthma
Being the only bastard in
a box logo casket
[Am]Rashes on my dick from licks
of shishkabob Sagets
[E]In some Kanye West [Am]glasses scream
[E]ing out "fuck faggots"
[Am]Catch me in my attic taking
photos of my dad's dick
Drop the beat here to make
it extra cli[Am]mactic

[Verse 4]
[Am]What the fuck?
I'm speechless, that [Am]was, fuck
[Am]Shit,
Tyler, you're
gonna need some help
I'm not a.. fuck it, different
subject
How's that girl you were telling me about?