[Spoken Word: Tyler, The Creator]

You on the internet and shit, and, uh...

These motherfuckers be postin' videos and songs like:

"Uh, oh, the-uh, this the motherfuckin' Blame It On The Throne Freestyle."

Nigga, that wasn't a fuckin' freestyle, nigga

You... pre-wrote that shit and just spit it on a fucking camera

I don't really get why these motherfucking rappers is like...

They-they don't wanna freestyle no more, it's like...

We ain't got no more niggas that can really fuckin' spit off the top o' the dome

So this nigga Left Brain gave me a fucking beat, alright?

Um, I really liked this shit, I'mma just fucking freestyle on it

And this nigga fuckin' Hodgy Beats, is-

I don't know why the fuck he's in here but he just gonna fuckin' adlib

So, uhhh...

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator, (Hodgy)]

(Whoa!)

Yo, (Yo,) yo, (yeah,) yo, (yo)

Your bitch pretty, she pretty, and now she screamin'

Now I fill her up with semen, all she see is sea, man (Yo)

Now you hear her voice, no pro-choice

No Odd pro-abortion on this boat

Bitch, calm down, down, Krusty The Clown makin' you laugh (Heh, yeah)

Laugh, finger in your ass, now you like, "Woah, hold up" (Woah)

"Mister, I don't know your name"

Bitch, shut the fuck up, you are on a train, (Train) just to death

Chop your body up and put it in a freezer, (Freezer) bleed her

Before I kill her, fuck her just to please her, (Please her) no condom

I just might disease her, and if that fuckin' happen, fuck it

She'll be dead, chopped up in my motherfucking freezer (Whoo!)

You can fuckin' get the vanilla, Minelli Liza, Aliza

Here, you want a sample? Nigga, try it (Uh)

Kinda like apprentice, nigga fire, I'm the dentist (Yeah)

Niggas looking at me, hair nappy, here's a brush

But she don't wanna rush, 'cause if I fucking bust

Quick, she's gonna be pissed, but then I pull out

Fuck, I can't have blue balls, so bitch start sucking my dick (Hehehe)

And then she fucking lick (Yo) I bust up on her face (Uh)

Now she looking like Michael Jackson

Jackson (Haha!) Now I sound like Toni Braxton

Deep voiced motherfucker, fuck, I had her sucking on my wrapper lollipop

Like it's a sucker, motherfucker (Bitch!)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]

Back for round two, I found you

You tryna run, but I found blue, yellows over there

And the motherfucking field where

The niggas wear colored pants, jerk, and pop pills

I'm on the other side, where all the niggas ride, and niggas skate

Where we take indy bitches with high GPAs up on a date

Where niggas smoke blunts and sniff coke

Where the motherfucking freestyles never wrote, or written, i'm livin'

Niggas shittin' while i'm pissin' on they face, mace

Here, you call the cops, here's my phone, I'll catch a case

But I got a good lawyer, so my fucking record erase

Just like a fucking pencil, I'm mental

Left Brain laced this instrumental with some shit that’s so illegal

That he gon' have to go and fly overseas like an eagle in the winter

December, Imba, Limpa

Kick him in the leg, now he limpa, IMPA

Niggas rollin round, Nipsey Hussle in the Impala

Lookin at me while I style on ya, oh

You mad cause I’m styling on you? Plus the call is on me?

4-5in' on em, nollie tricks on ya bitch

Girl-boy lookin clean 'cause

You already know my hat green, and that shit staying Supreme, uh

You can’t fuck with it, you little H-B

You hate me, A-C, L-B, H-B

C-V, Super 3 and brandUn DeShay

With my nigga Domo the Gene’says, you

Hate on that O-F, that’s the best letter in the world

And I'm better better, than your better girl

She the best I’ve ever had, I- *cough cough*

Asthma- *cough* Fuck it, I’m coughin'

This the re-free- *cough cough* Oh, shit

*cough cough* I’m bout to hit it back *cough*

I said, this the re-freestyle, no written

I spit all my shit from the dome, home like a motherfucker

Nigga leavin his college, for good, in the Hood

I’m from Ladera, not from Inglewood

Hawthorne couple times, go the city where I be

Even up in Hollywood, you could find me

I’m not a fucking cliche, E-Shay, E, A

Oh, fuck it, I’m over it, I got work tomorrow

Left Brain let me get a beat to borrow

Just so I could spit the shit quick, bitches with some big lips

Yeah she got some big lips, a nice small tongue

For this oversized big dick, size 12 in the shoe

32 in the jeans, skinny as fuck

Motherfucking T-shirt a 2X, yes

And you could ask anybody here that’s daily

Bitches feel me, fucking iPods wanna play me

Ask me why I cuss so much, fuck, shit, cunt and dick

Now shut the fuck up, bitch, eat a fucking dick in a blanket

I be on that stank shit

Fuck everybody here, what the fuck I look like thankin'?

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator, (Left Brain)]

Oh, shit, the beat ended, fuck

(It's over)

Left Brai-!