Tron Cat de Tyler

Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, demons say they preferring us
Books on not giving a fuck, well they referring us (Wolf Gang)
Wolves I know you heard of us, we're murderers
And young enough to get the fucking priest to 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 a rapist nor a racist

I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit

And brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter

And 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 wanna kick a whore

That make songs about the wet blot when it rains and pours (Umbrella)

I hate this, screaming fuck patience

Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitians

After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went

I wanna be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick

I make this damn Bullwinkle a red moose

Game of duck-duck-duck 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 taco 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 Creature, suck your feet up like a beacher

Beat ya rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker

Jeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep her

In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang ride around deeper

Take her to Ladera now she's getting 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 Berrics

Stear her, Steve say it costs ten to fuck Eric

Put her in the lake her body seems great

Now it's time to fish her like Derek

Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dust

Snuff and sniffing out at Michael Jackson's tryna suck our dick

Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies should leave the squatters

Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and a Keke Palmer

They will never catch him or catch up

They asked me what it was I told them fuckers it was ketchup

Nutty like my chex mix, she bleeding from her rectum

Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus throwing sets up, yep

This the type of shit that make children break in apartments

When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love 'em 'til they heart thin

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 Portland

Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border

I be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water

Cause I be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter (Fuck Mary)

I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins

Sicker than a starving Nigerian kid's barfing

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 Bob, this nigger's 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 from shishkabob Sagets

In some Kanye West glasses screaming out fuck faggots

Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick

Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic