Tyler, The Creator - Goblin lyrics
Tyler, The Creator [Tyler Gregory Okonma] Hawthorne, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tyler, The Creator - Goblin lyrics]
You wouldn't do that Tyler
Kill yourself or anyone you don't even have
The balls to begin with what
You need is me, someone to talk to, uh, it's
Been a while since our last session so
Tell me what's been going on
I'm not a fucking role model (I know this)
I'm a 19 year old fucking
Emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's
Bumping all of my shit
These mothafuckas think I'm 'sposed to
Live up to something? Shit
I'm still jacking off and
Proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy 'cause I
Tell bitches I'm Wood Harris (as you should)
Philly to Paris
I'm getting these weird stares
At skateparks and airports all in a year
It's weird yonkers dropped and left
Them craniums mindfucked
Now competition missing like that
Nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet
(that's not your fault)
But that's a whole fucking
Different argument, shit, i got over it
And a couple bucks in my pocket
So now I could go buy
A couple Hot Pockets and
Grandma could stop cooking
Them nasty ass collard greens
Pressure's on me like this top hat
Bastard intro
How the fuck I'm gonna top that?
"Tyler, you'll top it, you'll top that
You're a very capable individual"
"Okay, you guys caught me, I'm not
A fucking rapist or serial killer, i lied"
"You know, you just want attention
You'll be fine" "I try too hard, huh?"
"No, you don't"
Made a couple thou' and I just
Don't know what to buy yet
The 'preme shit is free and I don't drink
So fuck a wine set nigga, fuck a mindset
My brain is an obscenity
I'm fucked in the head
I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh, that's a triple three six
Isn't he a devil worshiper
Cause I'm too fucking ignorant
To do some research?
I'm the star of the group (yeah)
So no one else gets the respect
That they deserve cause of you
(Bastard was good though) What you
Think I record it for?
To have a bunch a critics call
My shit a bunch of horrorcore?
Like I didn't make "Parade" or "Inglorious"
Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends
The way I really fucking feel?
Of course they only listen to
Lyrics about me pissin' off
In the tombs of Lara Croft
I'm getting pissed off (I bet)
Message boards are on my dick
I need a pissing waiver (here)
Let me bust one in they mouth
I know they full of flavor
"Can't they just be happy for me
Like, a kid with nothing
Living out his dreams? Why they
Got to fucking hate?"
"I think everyone's happy
Everyone's immature
Everyone loves you Tyler
You have to believe that"
"I don't even skate anymore
I'm too fucking busy
I can barely kickflip now"
"Why? Why is that? Do you not have
Any free time when you're at home?"
"What the fuck you mean I'm not talented? You
See the shit that I've been doing?"
"I have, I mean you're a great person"
"I mean, I'm not that great of a rapper
But as a whole, I'm pretty cool, right?"
People excited, thinking shit is so tight
(For what?)
Getting co-signs from rappers that
I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to
Do? Start to gobble his mic?
And start Jackson him off until
His cack blasting off? (No)
Fuck that
(yeah) These niggas ain't fucking with me
Cause I don't listen to
The Immortal of Tech-of-the-nique
And all this underground bullshit
That's never gon' peak
On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week
I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame instead
(I love that shit) of that real hip hop
That's bull-of-the-sheet
But they want to critique
Everything that we, Wolf Gang
Has ever released but they don't get it
(They don't, it's not made for them) cause
It's not made for them
The nigga that's in the mirror rapping
It's made for him but they do not have the
Mindset that's same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot
Shame on him
"It is, but Tyler, you're going to have to
Cut down on that "faggot" word, that's very
That's a bad "I'm not homophobic"
"I mean, I don't think you are but" "Faggot"
"Alright, well, since the last time we"
"The fuck is a good performance?
I get on stage
And I have as much fun as I can"
"I mean, you, you, it seems like you have
Fun but your Twitter posts, just i mean
They're really random and it's ADD"
"Who doesn't have ADD? Well, I don't"
"I mean, sometimes
You just say really outlandish
Things and we just want to know
What's the problem for this?"
"I wish Thebe was here"
Therapy's been sinning and
Niggas getting offended
They don't want to fuck with me cause
I do not fuck with religion
You see, that's my decision
You fuckers don't have to listen
Here, put this middle finger in your ear
(I'd rather not)
When someone gets blamed cause some
White kid had aimed (What?) his AK-47
At 47 kids
I don't wanna see my name mentioned
(I don't think anyone's going to
Men I don't think
Anyone takes you serious enough
To believe you)
College wasn't working and I wasn't working
So I was at home jerking off
Until my dick was hurting
But I was determined to be great
So those classes can wait
Cause the four days that I went
I wasn't learning shit (I mean, you)
Now I'm living dreams that
I wanted since eight
And can afford to get my
Mother something on her birthday
(I mean, you've explained to me that you
Were in school, but, I mean, i)
They claim the shit I say is just wrong
Like nobody has those really
Dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager
Who admit's he's suicide prone
My life is doing pretty good
So that date is postponed for now
Wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons, nigga
Throw 'em at pedestrians
(So, what are you saying, take advantage?
I mean, you've been doing pretty good
I've seen that)
I still live in my grandma's house
Sell out a fucking show in London
Just to end up on couches
I hate my fucking life
But when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone
Just to put that in doubt then
And then I am confused if I
Want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playing when
I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living
Room and just pout and shout loud inside
Sometimes I just want to die (No, you don't)
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple
Armed armies tryna stop 'em
(I believe you) All you fucking lames
Don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear Prada
I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
Whoa, umm, alright, uh
So you was telling me you went to New York
Kill yourself or anyone you don't even have
The balls to begin with what
You need is me, someone to talk to, uh, it's
Been a while since our last session so
Tell me what's been going on
I'm not a fucking role model (I know this)
I'm a 19 year old fucking
Emotional coaster with pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted telling people he's
Bumping all of my shit
These mothafuckas think I'm 'sposed to
Live up to something? Shit
I'm still jacking off and
Proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy 'cause I
Tell bitches I'm Wood Harris (as you should)
Philly to Paris
I'm getting these weird stares
At skateparks and airports all in a year
It's weird yonkers dropped and left
Them craniums mindfucked
Now competition missing like that
Nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet
(that's not your fault)
But that's a whole fucking
Different argument, shit, i got over it
And a couple bucks in my pocket
So now I could go buy
A couple Hot Pockets and
Grandma could stop cooking
Them nasty ass collard greens
Pressure's on me like this top hat
Bastard intro
How the fuck I'm gonna top that?
"Tyler, you'll top it, you'll top that
You're a very capable individual"
"Okay, you guys caught me, I'm not
A fucking rapist or serial killer, i lied"
"You know, you just want attention
You'll be fine" "I try too hard, huh?"
"No, you don't"
Made a couple thou' and I just
Don't know what to buy yet
The 'preme shit is free and I don't drink
So fuck a wine set nigga, fuck a mindset
My brain is an obscenity
I'm fucked in the head
I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh, that's a triple three six
Isn't he a devil worshiper
Cause I'm too fucking ignorant
To do some research?
I'm the star of the group (yeah)
So no one else gets the respect
That they deserve cause of you
(Bastard was good though) What you
Think I record it for?
To have a bunch a critics call
My shit a bunch of horrorcore?
Like I didn't make "Parade" or "Inglorious"
Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends
The way I really fucking feel?
Of course they only listen to
Lyrics about me pissin' off
In the tombs of Lara Croft
I'm getting pissed off (I bet)
Message boards are on my dick
I need a pissing waiver (here)
Let me bust one in they mouth
I know they full of flavor
"Can't they just be happy for me
Like, a kid with nothing
Living out his dreams? Why they
Got to fucking hate?"
"I think everyone's happy
Everyone's immature
Everyone loves you Tyler
You have to believe that"
"I don't even skate anymore
I'm too fucking busy
I can barely kickflip now"
"Why? Why is that? Do you not have
Any free time when you're at home?"
"What the fuck you mean I'm not talented? You
See the shit that I've been doing?"
"I have, I mean you're a great person"
"I mean, I'm not that great of a rapper
But as a whole, I'm pretty cool, right?"
People excited, thinking shit is so tight
(For what?)
Getting co-signs from rappers that
I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to
Do? Start to gobble his mic?
And start Jackson him off until
His cack blasting off? (No)
Fuck that
(yeah) These niggas ain't fucking with me
Cause I don't listen to
The Immortal of Tech-of-the-nique
And all this underground bullshit
That's never gon' peak
On the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of the Week
I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame instead
(I love that shit) of that real hip hop
That's bull-of-the-sheet
But they want to critique
Everything that we, Wolf Gang
Has ever released but they don't get it
(They don't, it's not made for them) cause
It's not made for them
The nigga that's in the mirror rapping
It's made for him but they do not have the
Mindset that's same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot
Shame on him
"It is, but Tyler, you're going to have to
Cut down on that "faggot" word, that's very
That's a bad "I'm not homophobic"
"I mean, I don't think you are but" "Faggot"
"Alright, well, since the last time we"
"The fuck is a good performance?
I get on stage
And I have as much fun as I can"
"I mean, you, you, it seems like you have
Fun but your Twitter posts, just i mean
They're really random and it's ADD"
"Who doesn't have ADD? Well, I don't"
"I mean, sometimes
You just say really outlandish
Things and we just want to know
What's the problem for this?"
"I wish Thebe was here"
Therapy's been sinning and
Niggas getting offended
They don't want to fuck with me cause
I do not fuck with religion
You see, that's my decision
You fuckers don't have to listen
Here, put this middle finger in your ear
(I'd rather not)
When someone gets blamed cause some
White kid had aimed (What?) his AK-47
At 47 kids
I don't wanna see my name mentioned
(I don't think anyone's going to
Men I don't think
Anyone takes you serious enough
To believe you)
College wasn't working and I wasn't working
So I was at home jerking off
Until my dick was hurting
But I was determined to be great
So those classes can wait
Cause the four days that I went
I wasn't learning shit (I mean, you)
Now I'm living dreams that
I wanted since eight
And can afford to get my
Mother something on her birthday
(I mean, you've explained to me that you
Were in school, but, I mean, i)
They claim the shit I say is just wrong
Like nobody has those really
Dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager
Who admit's he's suicide prone
My life is doing pretty good
So that date is postponed for now
Wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons, nigga
Throw 'em at pedestrians
(So, what are you saying, take advantage?
I mean, you've been doing pretty good
I've seen that)
I still live in my grandma's house
Sell out a fucking show in London
Just to end up on couches
I hate my fucking life
But when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone
Just to put that in doubt then
And then I am confused if I
Want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playing when
I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living
Room and just pout and shout loud inside
Sometimes I just want to die (No, you don't)
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple
Armed armies tryna stop 'em
(I believe you) All you fucking lames
Don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear Prada
I'm clearly in a fucking white tee
Whoa, umm, alright, uh
So you was telling me you went to New York