MASTURBATION lyrics
by Tyler, The Creator
[Verse 1]
Say hello to your funeral
This is my carnival
Having so much fun, this feels like a miracle
You see the title, now let’s get down to the files
Of the porn that will have me gone for a while
I’m starting to go crazy
Don’t check up on me, trust me, you don’t want to see me bursting out my semen out my nutsack, man that’s wack
On the site, trying to see the right video, ayo I’m a big as*h*le, I don’t care about what I do whatever I see, imma go
Don’t care about your feelings, or if you’re bleeding or crying that you’re not getting another Frank Ocean, oh well now imma hit the bell, I’m dedicated to my masturbation
This is really fun to practice for real women
[Chorus]
Kill people, burn sh*t, f*ck school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the f*ck's cool
f*ck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Kill people, burn sh*t, f*ck school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the f*ck's cool
f*ck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
[Verse 2]
Back after the first nut
That was a nice bust
Now time to brag about the time I nutted in a rag
Thinking about Bella Poarch, and wanting to throw that b*tch on couch
Then I put my Nintendo Wii remote in her and then she will say ouch
But f*ck that, that is just a fantasy
I don’t rape b*tches, that’s just a tragedy
To be honest, I rather f*ck Elastigirl from Disney
[play Venom sounds effects]
[Verse 3]
Now listen up
You want my c*m? Here a cup
Don’t ask me why it’s in there, just tell if there’s enough
I spit, whip my di*k, sh*t, and I’m sixthteen
Don’t you ever mock me, I’ll break your knees
Now count seven and don’t act f*cking scared
Don’t try acting tough like you don’t anything to care
Bare with me, you will die if any of this get shared
[Chorus]
Kill people, burn sh*t, f*ck school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the f*ck's cool
f*ck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
Kill people, burn sh*t, f*ck school
Odd Future here to steer you to what the f*ck's cool
f*ck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice
Odd Future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
[Verse 4]
This the last verse
My di*k feels like a curse
Hopefully I can go to the hospital and flirt with a nice nurse
Wolf Gang, that’s the name and you better know it
Shallowing on my p*nis, like you’re a fan of it
b*tch please, I’m not serving this for free
If you gonna pay for charity, you also have to pay me
I lost a bit of my skull, now I feel f*cking dull
I look down at my di*k, and it’s still f*cking numb
Run, I wanna write a diss towards Trevor
So f*ck you, and I hope your life doesn’t get better
I play with my di*k like it’s a f*cking mouse cursor
Step inside this noose, b*tch this isn’t a order
One, nut once so I don’t have a business to run
Two, another one so I know what to do
Three, to end the song and for all you faggots
Now don’t f*ck with me or you’ll taste this di*k cheese