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Satan's getting jealous of the wolves. The demons say they preferring us. Books on not giving a fuck is what they Referring us. Wolves, I know you heard of us. We're murderers, and young enough to get the fucking Preacher 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 could stack a couple dead bodies, making red Look less of a color, more of a hobby. I'm not a rapper, nor rapist, nor racist. I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to Hate shit. Brag about the actions in a rhyming Pattern madder, then proceed to saddle 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 wanna kick a whore. That make songs about the wet blockers when it Rains and pours. I hate this. Screaming, "Fuck patience." Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitian After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary Kate Went. I wanna be the reasons why all lesbians Hate dick. I make this damn pool wink with a rare Moose. Game of duck, duck, duct tape with a Dead goose. She run around this motherfucking Dungeon, her legs loose, until I accidentally get The saw to her head, oops. Victim, victim. Honey, you're my fifth one. 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 death wish? I'm a genie, it'll get done. Nice to meet you, but it's more pleasant to Eat you with a leaf of salad and some Dressing pouring out a teacup. Bitch, I'm Tyler, The Creator. Suck your feet up like a beach of leeches. Rubble mold in the fucking bottom of a sneaker. Jeep with a fucking creeper. 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 terror. Chop her legs off and tell her to run Some errands. Put her eyes in a canteen, Take her to the barracks. Stare at Steve, say it costs ten to fuck Eric. Put her in the lake. Her body sinks great. Now it's time to fish her like Derek. Satan's us, we're dangerous. We're trading kids for angel dust and Snuffle Sniffing out at Michael Jackson's trying to suck our Dick. Hippopot-fucking-lamas. Dead bodies, cheerleaders, squatters. Gay the team a bunch of fucking bees and A Kiki Palmer. They were never catching murk Ketchup. They asked me what it was. I told them fuckers it was ketchup. Nutty like my checks, make she bleeding from her Rectum. Odd Future Wolf stirring ruckus, Throwing sex up. Yeah. This the type of shit that make children break In apartments. When you tell a fucking orphan you Don't love them 'til they hawking. Starve her 'til I carve her, then I shove Her in the Rover, where I cut her like A barber with a Parkinson's disorder. Store her in a portable freezer with me to Poland. Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans Crossing the border. I be the only wetback who Ain't willing to touch the water, 'cause I be Too fucking busy trying to flirt with Angel's Daughter. Fuck Mary. I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins. Sicker than a starving Nigerian kid's Boffin. Odd Future Wolf Gang, Nazi bar mitzvah with your Sister at the bar playing leg and arm twister. Evident that I'm the shit. I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick. I got these cracker doctors saying, "Yeah, Bobby, This nigga sick." Animal safari. If I offend you, I'm sorry, because I'm the Blackest skinhead since India Arie. I don't smoke weed, so no need for the Matches. Said fuck coke, and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes. Plan on either dying for suicide or My asthma. Being the only bastard in a box Logo casket. Rashes on my dick from licks of Shishkabob Sagets and some Kanye West glasses Screaming out, "Fuck maggots." Catch me in the attic taking photos of my Dad's dick. Drop the beat here to make it Extra climatic. What the fuck? How's that girl you were telling me about?