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    Colossus
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      About "Colossus"

      Lyrics for Tyler, The Creator - "Colossus"

      Went to six flags
      Six fags came up and said "ayo can we get a pic?" I said no
      And they said "oh it's wolf gang, Yonkers, goblin is my shit though"
      Now I'm like, fuck, I don't want to be an asshole
      So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon
      With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on
      So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath
      Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot
      Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo
      All because they noticed the top with the box logo
      And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear bastard
      They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo, I'm going fucking loco
      "Hey Tyler can I" no, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro?
      "But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied
      Until I heard radicals, the last part got to me
      See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed
      Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be
      My life is just like yours, no father
      My momma must have forgot to stop with a pop condom
      In school I was the one thinking outside boxes
      So everybody in them would say that I got problems
      So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em
      You're in inspiration to niggas like me
      Not the niggas who like you just cause of lyrics and beats
      I'm talking about the niggas who don't know where they're going to be
      I heard the song bastard right in the moment of heat
      Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat
      Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord
      And it drew me in like predators carrying treats
      Then I said to myself fuck is he speaking to me
      See me and you we go together like snare in a beat
      I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm
      I carved of on it this morning with a glass shard
      On my green mini ramp that I built in my backyard (that's weird)
      That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar
      When I see you play at the Roxy (uh)
      Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright)
      I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo)
      Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you
      We could play Xbox and listen to 'in search of' and eat donuts
      Over conversating about what church does
      Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs
      I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip
      And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch
      You should've took me instead (uh, that's weird)
      See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither
      And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either
      No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt
      I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck)
      Odd future, wolf gang, golf wang, flog gnaw, free earl mobbin'
      I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob
      But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin (yeah you are)
      I ain't got a job and I went out and bought goblin about 5 times
      Cause (thanks for the support) I love you man (alright)
      I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants that's cut
      I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall
      With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls
      Cause your dicks in my jaw (what the fuck)
      And I hit you on twitter about 10 minutes a day
      And I'm bitter cause you don't even reply with a hey (sorry)
      And my boys think I'm gay cause I play VCR
      In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors
      Alright my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic
      So I can get on colossus, line as slow as molasses
      (Tyler listen) no nigga I see you are loving my shit
      And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick
      But I'm not gay so its awkward, now I'm grouchy like Oscar
      After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers
      Yonkers and Yonkers (I love that song)
      Sick of hearing about Yonkers
      I'm grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered
      "Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert
      I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan
      The one that says Sagan Lockhart
      And when you came out to sandwiches
      That's when my fucking boycrush got started"
      Just take this fucking picture man, shit

      SONGWRITERS:
      OKONMA, TYLER
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