Burger-Tyler, The Creator
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N*gga this is my cup drink the cyanide up

D**e as f*ck so I would really shoot a group of guys up

Deep thought I'm often lost (F*ck it) put me next to awesome

Still can't tell the difference just like Asians with their eyes shut

Butt f*ck a couple rocks in the Wendy's parking lot

Barking at the sight of light from my bright sparkling

Cock-a-doodle eatin' toaster strudel at a nude beach in Rome

In a black-pink spaghetti strap made of Roman noodles

My b*tch is bad mixed with a thicky a**

Get my dicky rocky this will end up in a sticky blast

Chrissy Brown mask on my face now I'm kicking a**

Life's a b*tch f*ck college mommy I am ditching class

I rather be happy then f*cking forty

So f*ck the teacher's lecture I'm having Sydney record me

For the 2D**e (They didn't like it)

Oh well let's get XXL to write us a f*cking story

It's sitting right in my lap I see it scribbled across the lines I read it

I'm the f*cking poet who knows it you know it you bogus

Comprehend the language you scared of war

I'm all anxious we got the Angus if you want beef

Now that's a burger for ya a** n*gga (Slice the onions)

Now that's a burger for ya a** n*gga (Put on the cheese)

Now that's a burger for ya a** n*gga (Where's the barbeque sauce )

Now have that burger eat it fast n*gga

F*cking all get you some obviously intended pun

Same time it took Jason Dill to get the stitching done

Custom made one of one sold out Roxy for some months

Ski mask color of a pickle just to perform Sandwitches

Started back in f*cking London cracker children wanted something

They could bump and punch a bunch and f*ck a face stumble

Now moshing pits to breaking arms Zombie Circus not a carn

Evil wolfs is on the farm and were all evil harmed

Any sheep creep quiet tendered sleep

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