《Oldie》歌词

歌曲： Oldie

所属专辑：The Of Tape Vol. 2

歌手： Odd Future

时长： 10:36

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Odd Future - Oldie[00:00:00]

Yo, shout out to everybody that worked on the album[00:00:02]

You feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty Dollas[00:00:03]

Shouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left Brizzle[00:00:06]

Shouts out to Domyon, shouts out to Frankie Ocean[00:00:11]

Shouts out to Syd the Dude, shouts out to L-Boy Awk[00:00:15]

Big eared bandit is tossing all his manners[00:00:24]

In a bag and wrapping them in seran wrap bandages[00:00:27]

Tossing them in baskets with the rest of those sandwiches[00:00:29]

So when he says "catch up, n*gga" it looks like an accident[00:00:32]

Um, flowing like my pad is the maxiest[00:00:35]

My b*tch white and black like she's been mimicking a panda[00:00:38]

It's the dark skinned n*gga, kissing b*tches in Canada[00:00:40]

Then kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did Pamela[00:00:43]

Put her in the chamber all against her Will Chamberlain[00:00:46]

I never had a reason, n*gga, I was just able[00:00:49]

Not a f*cking Logic contradicting d*ck head[00:00:51]

Flyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pit[00:00:54]

Semen scented cheetah printed tee[00:00:57]

In that 'Preme five panel, I'll repeat it for the season[00:01:00]

Previous items in the present[00:01:02]

With the normal ass past like I cheated on my team[00:01:05]

Man (tried to get that n*gga, but, Golf Wang)[00:01:07]

To have some type of knowledge that is one perception[00:01:19]

But knowing you own your opponent is a defeating bonus[00:01:21]

I'm Zeus to a Kronos[00:01:24]

Cartilage cartridge is boneless[00:01:25]

Smiles of cowards in lead showers[00:01:27]

Dead spouses in red blouses[00:01:29]

Children who fled houses on Mustang horses an went jousting[00:01:31]

I'm on my Robin Hood sh*t[00:01:34]

Robbin' in the hood: whips, drugs, jewels, and your pet[00:01:36]

I'm stealing your rings, coke diamonds and your Vet[00:01:39]

Soldiers lace the f*ckin' boot[00:01:42]

And salute like the troop when they shoot you gon' poop[00:01:43]

It's Killhodgy, n*gga, stay the f*ck off my stoop[00:01:46]

And out my Kool aid, juice[00:01:48]

Hodgy got the juice, I got the gin[00:01:57]

Jasper got the Henny, my n*gga we get it in[00:02:00]

Wolf Gang party at the hotel[00:02:02]

I call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tell[00:02:05]

You know Left Brain need a freak[00:02:09]

I need a b*tch to go down like a Nitty beat[00:02:11]

Yup, uh, and her ass fat[00:02:14]

Don't be surprised if I ask where the hash at[00:02:16]

N*gga I'm tryin' to smoke, b*tch get higher[00:02:19]

Domo where that Flocka Flame? Talkin' 'bout a lighter[00:02:22]

Still bang salute me or just shoot me[00:02:25]

Cause if you don't salute me then my team will do the shooting[00:02:27]

Yea my n*gga Ace will pull the black jack[00:02:30]

The king Mike G is in the cut with the black mac[00:02:33]

Livin' like the Mafia, b*tch, don't get to slacking up[00:02:35]

And if these haters actin' up, throw 'em in the aqueduct[00:02:38]

Free my n*gga Earl, yo, I don't really ask for much[00:02:41]

But two bad b*tches in front of me cunnilingus[00:02:44]

What the f*ck is caution?[00:02:56]

Often I leave you flossin' and cause exes next to coffins[00:02:58]

Lost in translation, the dreams you chase[00:03:01]

Got you diving for the plates like you stealin' home base[00:03:04]

That's great - I'm home alone dreamin' of two on ones[00:03:07]

With Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it on[00:03:10]

And Travis is in the closet organizing and hangin' the tramp[00:03:13]

Three lettermans that Ace has been makin' him[00:03:16]

No strays while we catchin' matinees, huh?[00:03:19]

I'm gettin' blazed thinking 'bout those days[00:03:22]

I had the top off the GT3 like toupees[00:03:24]

One finger in the air, all's fair when crime pays[00:03:27]

My grand scheme of things[00:03:29]

Is to be attached to the game like b*tches to their wedding rings[00:03:31]

And you don't even need to look[00:03:35]

Cause we gleam obscene in the light[00:03:36]

Ride slow to my yellow diamond shining like the Batman logo over Gotham[00:03:38]

Rock LA to Harlem[00:03:41]

If you say "get 'em Mike G" then I got 'em[00:03:44]

One man squadron, n*gga I'm a problem[00:03:47]

From Briggs I got bars and plans to[00:03:49]

Pimp these Polish b*tches into pop stars[00:03:51]

Humanity kills, we all suffer from insanity still[00:03:53]

And if I said it then it is or it's gonna be real[00:03:56]

OF 'til I OD and I probably will, uh[00:03:59]

It's still Mr. Smoke-a-lot-of-pot[00:04:13]

Get your baby mommy popped with my other snobby bop[00:04:15]

Do I love her, prolly not[00:04:17]

Know your sh*t is not as hot as anything I f*ckin' drop[00:04:19]

B*tch I'm in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay Cock[00:04:22]

I've been runnin' blocks since a snotty tot[00:04:24]

Big wheel was a big deal with the water Glock[00:04:27]

Now I'm all grown, sing songs just to give 'em watts[00:04:30]

Fire what I talk, but still cooler than the otter pop[00:04:32]

Op Dom neck sh*t in your wish list[00:04:35]

Mad sick sh*t, mad d*ck for your b*tches[00:04:38]

On some slick sh*t, your mistress on my hit list[00:04:40]

And I'm lifted 'til I'm stiff out of this b*tch[00:04:43]

Odd in your motherf*ckin' area[00:04:47]

Blood clots give me five feet 'fore I bury ya[00:04:49]

Suicide flow, let the big wave carry ya[00:04:51]

Tyler got the mask like he held Jim Carey up[00:04:54]

And f*ck your team, ho n*gga wassup[00:04:57]

Wolf Gang so you know we not givin' no f*cks[00:05:00]

You know me dog, I'ma chill in the cut so I can[00:05:03]

Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up[00:05:05]

(Get me a Persian rug where the center looks like Galaga)[00:05:14]

Rent a super car for a day[00:05:19]

Drive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that haze[00:05:21]

Bro, easy on the ounce, that's a lot for a day[00:05:23]

But just enough for a week, my n*gga what can I say[00:05:26]

I'm hi and I'm bye, wait I mean I'm straight[00:05:29]

I'ma get you this wine, the runner just brought the grapes[00:05:32]

My brother give it some time, Morris, and Day[00:05:34]

'Course you know the vibe's as fly as the rhymes[00:05:37]

On the song, cut and you could sample the feel[00:05:40]

Headphone bleed, make this sh*t sound real[00:05:42]

Used to work the grill, fatburger and fries[00:05:45]

Then I made a mil and them psychics was liars[00:05:48]

Now, how many f*ckin' crystal balls can I buy and own[00:05:51]

Humble old me had to flex for the fogs[00:05:54]

Down in Muscle Beach pumpin' iron and bone[00:05:57]

Bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone[00:05:59]

Yea, bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone[00:06:04]

Bumpin' oldies off my cellular phone[00:06:11]

Goddammit, this rapping is stupid and it's hard[00:06:15]

Gotta do it over and over and over again but here I go[00:06:19]

Hey it's Jasper, not even a rapper[00:06:24]

Only on this beat to make my racks grow faster[00:06:27]

Got a TV show, so I guess I'm an actor[00:06:30]

Pot head, half baked, lookin' like Chappelle[00:06:32]

Rollin' up a blunt with that fire from hell[00:06:35]

Still ignorant, still hit a b*tch[00:06:38]

Wolf Gang, n*gga, so I still don't give a sh*t[00:06:40]

Catch me in the back with Miley on my lap[00:06:43]

Bong rips as I feel on that little b*tch cat[00:06:46]

Hah, n*gga came through with a 9 bar real quick[00:06:48]

Just for the b*tches, little bit of money in my pocket[00:06:52]

F*ck it, Wolf Gang[00:06:55]

Yeah, f*ck that[00:06:59]

Look, the contrast is a pair of lips[00:07:08]

Swallowin' syrup and settin' fires to sheriffs whip[00:07:11]

F*ckin' all American terrorist[00:07:14]

Crushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a f*ckin' carrot stick[00:07:16]

And me? I just spent a year Ferrisin'[00:07:19]

And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is[00:07:21]

Spit to the lips meet the bottom of a barrel[00:07:24]

So that sterile piss flow remind these n*ggas where embarrassed is[00:07:27]

Narrow, tight line, might impair him[00:07:30]

Since I made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero type[00:07:33]

Pharaoh f*ckin' pillow tear wearin' pack of parasite[00:07:36]

Threw his own youth off the roof after paradise[00:07:38]

Ladidadi back in here to f*ck the party up[00:07:40]

Raiding fridges, tipping over vases with a tommy gun[00:07:43]

Never dollars, pop would make it rain hockey pucks[00:07:46]

60 day chips from f*ckin' awesome anonymous[00:07:49]

Call him bloated 'til he show them that the flow deluxe[00:07:52]

Off the wall loafers, four loko, and a cobra clutch[00:07:55]

Vocals bold and rough, evoke a ho' to pose his drum[00:07:57]

Let me hit him, hit it with a stick until the ho was numb[00:08:00]

Culprit of the potent punch[00:08:03]

Scolding hot as dunking scrotum in a Folgers cup - or Nevada[00:08:04]

Driving drunk inside a stolen truck[00:08:07]

Sh*tting like his colon bust[00:08:09]

Belly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleum[00:08:11]

Supernova, I'm rollin' over the novices[00:08:13]

I'm roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as the porridge is[00:08:16]

Stay gold 'til the case closed and the story end[00:08:19]

Post mortem porkin' this rap sh*t and record it[00:08:21]

To escort it to the morgue again[00:08:24]

Lord of lips, bored of this[00:08:26]

Forklift the tippy top, best under 40 list[00:08:27]

Stormin' the gate, who's sure in the base, scorching ladies[00:08:30]

Motherf*ckers soarin', torso and face[00:08:33]

Get at me with savages, have a pack of Apache[00:08:35]

Indian pack of n*ggas who don't give a f*ck if we nasty as flatulence[00:08:38]

As a matter of fact, your swagger is tacky so see me you can't[00:08:41]

Like crunchy black cats in a taxi[00:08:44]

Back like lateral passing[00:08:46]

With that motherf*cking gladiator manner of rapping[00:08:49]

As an addict I let percocets and xannies relax me[00:08:51]

Fall back if your paddies is Maxi[00:08:54]

Please[00:08:56]

OF, sh*t that's all I got[00:09:09]

From my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother Tac[00:09:11]

From that father figure Clancy to that skatey n*gga Naks[00:09:14]

Shredding down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the f*ckin' block[00:09:16]

Storefront, knee tat[00:09:19]

Book cover is the same lettering on lettermans and cotton socks[00:09:21]

And grip tape... and my shoes[00:09:25]

Um, I was 15 when I first drew that donut[00:09:28]

5 years later, for our label yea we own it[00:09:32]

I started an empire, I ain't even old enough[00:09:35]

To drink a f*ckin' beer, I'm tipsy off this soda pop[00:09:38]

This is for the niggers in the suburbs[00:09:41]

And the white kids with n*gga friends who say the n-word[00:09:43]

And the ones that got called weird, fag, b*tch, nerd[00:09:46]

Cause you was into jazz, kitty cats, and Steven Spielberg[00:09:49]

They say we ain't actin' right[00:09:53]

Always try to turn our f*ckin' color into black and white[00:09:54]

But they'll never change 'em, never understand 'em[00:09:57]

Radical's my anthem, turn my f*ckin' amps up[00:10:00]

So instead of critiquing and b*tching, being mad as f*ck[00:10:02]

Just admit, not only are we talented, we're rad as f*ck[00:10:05]

B*tches[00:10:09]

OFM, bangin' on your FM[00:10:15]

Gnaw, 2011, yea[00:10:21]

Golf Wang[00:10:30]